Such a pretty smile,

But why do you think you look so vile?

Where has your confidence gone,

Or maybe I’m wrong,

But you say things like I don’t photograph well,

Although I can’t tell.

Is confidence like when someone says you smell,

You believe them truly,

And unconditionally,

And you hide like Nell.

Ok you can think what you think,

But don’t expect me to tell you that you stink.

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