I wish I felt my beauty as others say they see
But all I can see in the mirror is plain old me
Why must I feel this way?
I?ve made myself my own castaway.

Wallowing on my private island of insecurities
Waves of sadness beating against my soul
Not able to get off, I have no control.

I?ve try so many times to fight against the sadness
To find that middle road of satisfied happiness
I almost did find my way to bliss
But I took a wrong turn and found myself back to this

If only I could love me for me
Maybe I could defeat these insecurities
One day at a time it will take
But no matter what, I will wait

I will be happy I must say
My insecurities will fade away, 
someday... I pray.