i envy you
for your hair
for your friends
for your life
but most especially your eyes
they’re pretty
they’re enchanting
they’re beautiful
but your eyes see something i will never
the mirror, the pictures, your words
they will never describe how beautiful it is
to see
to see me
A poem about how humans will never be able to see their own face properly, and being jealous of others who can see our true beauty when we cannot see it ourselves.
