Hey, you.
Yes, you!
Don't scroll down just yet.
I have something to say!
I know who you are.
Not in a creepy stalker way,
But more like this:
You're probably a teenage girl.
You're probably in love with a guy,
And he probably doesn't know it.
And when you look in the mirror,
You don't love what you see.
You wish you had different hair,
Or prettier eyes,
Or a smaller nose.
You wish your chest wasn't flat
Or that your skin was perfectly tan.
You wish you were popular,
Or had a bunch of nice clothes,
Or someone to hang out with.
You go to witty when you're down,
Or lonely,
Or bored.
You smile, but it's fake sometimes.
And you need someone to tell you this:
You are beautiful.
Just the way you are.
And if you ever doubt that,
Come talk to me.
I will do everything i can
To change your mind.
I believe in you, and everything you do.
I want you to be yourself.
Stay beautiful.
Stay you.
-♥- Landon