Hidden Beauty Poem by Alyssa Marquardt

How could I ever believe this lie.
That my own self shall be despised.
There’s beauty of every shape and kind,
In my body, soul and mind.
Even if there’s nothing you can see-
There is perfection inside of me.
And I must somehow free it.
If that bothers you-
So be it.

Hate me or Love me.
Rate me or judge me.
Pull me up or push me down.
But no matter what you do-
There is one thing that I have found.
The discovery of something that’s always been around.
Always loyal, always there to shine.
The beauty behind the body I call mine.
Beauty hidden so, so deep.
Or maybe not as deep as how the light sleeper sleeps.
Maybe it really lies just beneath my surface.
If that’s too far for you to look-
Well then don’t even open my book.
Don't turn the page if you don't plan to read it through.
No one knows me like I do.

Who are you to tell me that I don’t belong?
When you don’t even know the lyrics to my song.
Is it really all determined in the way I walk,
The look of my face and the way I talk.

Why have I lost feelings for myself?
Why is my self esteem determined by everyone else?
Maybe I have a bad look or I've said something wrong.
But I ask that you at least try to find beauty beyond my flaws.
And if you don't see it-
So be it.
I don't need you around to ruin my vibe.
Or kill my high spirits that are finally alive.
Maybe I will never be anything in your eyes.
But your view will know longer make me think twice.
About the person I am or the beauty I hold.
My hidden beauty will unfold.