I love what my camera shows me, not what the mirror does,

when I take a selfie, I see this beautiful girl with little to no flaws,

But I look in the mirror & I see pimples, dark circles and discoloration,

I guess you can say that’s my form of decoration.

Am I a coloring book? because I sure seem colorful.

why can’t the colors represent my soul and not my imperfections?

that’s why I can’t love her because I only see her imperfections.