You Are ... You Are ... Beau ...

When

Not if

I fell

Not fall

Cause I'm in love with you

The way you talk and the way you smile

Strange, these words feel old

I guess it's been a while

But it just feels so right

To feel this way again

To want, To love, To live

Only for that moment when his hand touches your skin

And you melt inside thinking of everything

His hair, his eyes

The way he curves his lips to smirk

The playful way you guys fight

The way his arms would feel if they were around you.

Wake up stupid

Stop dreaming

You must realize that

You have no chance

You aint got it

You are ugly and that's all you will ever be

My mind keeps telling me all these cruel things that I pray are not true

But must be

If not why did he hate me

Why did he leave me

Why are we not together

Rather, I just write out my wishes

Hoping some cosmic, supernatural being will make them come true

Hoping he will say

"You are beautiful. You are a girl that would put Greek Mythology to shame. You are Aphrodite's incarnate. You are ... You are ..."

Hoping he will say, everything I already know, that my subconscious screams.

Why do I need these words to come from his lips before I believe them.

Why do I need his approval.

Girl, wake up.

You crazy.

Don't you realize that this is all the price of being a teen?

Young and foolish

Waiting for approval

Waiting for influence

Look in the mirror

Don't need to go no further

You are beautiful

You always have been

And with these words staring at me

I believe and I smile

I put the last period and leave my room

I am beautiful

I am a teen.