I Am You

I know you.
You, who’s looking at me.
I know you.
With your eyebrows and makeup
Trying to be like all the girls in the magazines

I know you
Every day you stare at the mirror
Hoping to see a different face
A shiny face
A face that meets
Society’s beauty standards
So that guy
Or any guy really
Will look and say
‘Look at that beauty’
Then you’ll feel good
About yourself
You’ll feel beautiful
Oh how I know you

I know you
Oh how my heart breaks for you
Oh how I wish it weren’t so
How I wish you’d see
That all that paint
Is just a mask you hide behind
How I wish you would love you
The real you
And not what you show the world
To gain approval
How I wish you’d appreciate
How unique you are
How smart you are
How Beautiful you are
Baby, I know you
Because I am you



Author: Mable Amuron

Totally African. Simple, Complex. Shy. Wannabe Writer. Reading Junkie. Cynical Optimist. Christ Representer

5 thoughts on “I Am You”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s