Can't Photograph the Inside That Counts

I've been trying to work on myself

On my mind

On my heart

On my interior

But no one sees that

You can't photograph how pure a heart is

Or how smart a mind is

How good of a person you are

I want to be beautiful

The beautiful in pictures

The beautiful in soul

Can I be both

I've been told a lot

That it's what's on the inside that counts

No one see the inside

Unless you let them in

And that's scary

So people see me in photographs

You can't photograph a personality

You can't sketch an image of your interior

I wish you could

Maybe then my

Yearbook photo

Would look different

And I wouldn't spend so much time

In front of the mirror

The thing is

I want to be pretty

I want my exterior to match

My interior

I want to look in the mirror and feel good

I want people to see me and see that I'm good

I want to photograph

Me

Posted in response to the challenge Interior.

Gali

VT

14 years old

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