Finding Myself Poem by Brie Carter

Standing in my bathroom
I look in the mirror.
The girl I once knew looks back at me.
Just looking....
I keep standing there
Looking for something to like.
But I can't find anything
I am plain and boring.
I have normal brown hair
And normal green eyes.
Nothing worth liking.
But he does...
He likes me alot
And he tells me I am beautiful.
I can't see what he like though
So maybe I will ask him.
Later...
We talk on the phone
And it blurts out...
Because I really want to know what is so great.
He likes me for me
My personality.
He tells me I am beautiful inside and out
No matter what I say.
I go back to the mirror
And I finally see what he sees.
Beauty
A person that is lovable.
I see what he sees in me and I like it
I am glad I finally saw it...