I am not beautiful

Everything about me could be detested

So why do people like anything about me?

And yet there are two kinds...

Before they called me heartbreaker,

They showered me with compliments.

Now they wonder how I could laugh with them

Yet have the audacity to say no

Happiness is not just a smile

Inside jokes, weird facts, or interesting life stories

It means holding my hand without me asking

Leading me down the path I have chosen to take

I have been blessed to know two guys who have grabbed my hand

On days that I was lonely, insecure, unsure

They were brave enough to lift me from the depths of despair

And set me back on my feet, showing me the light of everything I have aimed for

So now you ask again,

Why did I say no to the guy who joked about how important math was to me?

Why did I say no to the guy who could only make band geek references?

Why did I say no to the guy who thought I was sick when I had been crying?

It's easier to get lost myself in the ones who understand MY world.

The ones who know my struggle, yet have experienced triumph

Who make my heart beat again as they restore my faith

In everyone and myself.