If I told you I wore my heart on my sleeve
You wouldn't believe,
because its barely a heart.
It's bruised and its scarred
From all the places its been marred
by my own insecurity.
I used to count my flaws everyday.
In hopes that one or two would go away.
but they didnt.
Because they weren't there to begin with.
Flaws are a just myth.
Compliments of humanity.
They kept saying: Dark is bad
Dark is sad
but dark was all I had.
Don't worry, white is light
White is better than the night.
but white was no where in sight for me.
But one day I realized
I was flawless in my eyes.
Despite what humanity told me.
So I embraced the shadows of my heart
and let the darkness hold me.
Shortly, I stopped looking in the mirror
'Cause it made me feel inferior.
I looked at my self instead
and felt superior.