Beautiful

She is so beautiful,
But she can't see it for herself.
Her mirror distorts the reflection,
And her camera is never quite clean.

She cannot look deep into her own eyes;
She cannot see the precious soul within.
She cannot feel the tenderness of her touch;
She can't understand it and never will begin.
She cannot see why she's worth it to all;
She cannot be wrapped in her own warm love.
She cannot say to herself "I'm beautiful;"
She cannot believe she's enough.

She is so beautiful,
But she can't see it for herself.
Her mirror distorts the reflection,
And her camera is never quite clean.