Dear you,

How are things with you?
Are you still looking at your feed
Looking at it as insecurity plants it's seed?
Those beautiful, flawless faces
As well as those who travel places
Their perfectly formed physique
Making you lift your shirt to take a peek

How are things with you?
Are you still comparing your work
To yours, forcing your head to go berserk
But have you ever thought about letting it go?
Closing your eyes and letting your emotions flow?

I won't ask how things are with you...
I will just ask you to one look at you mirror and smile
Give yourself a chance to love yourself, before you think of running a mile.

Because darling, you are what you need
Don't let your heart bleed
You are your first love, your own support
Don't sell yourself so short.