All of the things that perk up my inner jealousy are the things jumping out of me reaching to be seen; to be heard. Inside of me, I am everything I want. The pain i feel of wanting to have this or look like that, are the things i cannot see in myself. My soul so badly longs for me to see it, and I have realized this slowly. You are what you see in others. You are beautiful. And you have what it takes. We are all under the same sky, surrounded by the same water.
