That Little Girl (another poem, some people said it was my best ever)

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She never knew how
She affected so many
Other people who
Knew she had a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She’s still here, in our
Hearts, forever. She’s also
Talking to you now, and she
Never knew she would have a bright future.

See that little girl?
She is so different,
Yet she’s the same,
She knows you, as I know you,
She’s not another girl,
We’re the same girl of the same future.

You know that little girl?
She had dreams, so many
Dreams, some would take her
So far away, and would
Show her a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She cried herself to sleep
So many nights. She never
Wanted to be perfect, but some
People think that, and of her bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She thought she was so little,
So unimportant, so useless,
Why did no one tell her otherwise?
She almost thought, really almost
Thought she wouldn’t have a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She’s still here with you,
She may seem so grown up,
But just watch and listen,
She still has to have a bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She thought she was nothing.
She once thought life was pointless.
If only we could go back into the past,
And tell her that she has a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She wants to know if you,
Yes, you, believe in magic.
Magic has happened to her already,
And showed her she has a bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She never knew how
She affected so many
Other people who
Knew she had a bright future.

Why We Never See Ourselves As Beautiful

Okay, this is what I tell everyone. Each and every one of us believes we aren’t beautiful. Why? Because we are the only ones who know our deepest flaws. So of course, each time we look in the mirror, we unconciously remember that flaw. And it makes us believe we aren’t beautiful. But we should trust others whenever they say that we’re beautiful, because chances are is that they’re right.

So, next time that you look in a mirror, or put on make-up, or are even reminded that you look “ugly”, remember this piece of advice. Because you are beautiful. On the inside and out.