when will i see 
the me He see
the me he speaks off

the me he longs for
the me He placed hope in

when will this hate i feel
for me, fades,change
when?

when will i ever look in the mirror,
hold my head up,
walk,
stand firm,
and declare I am beautiful

when will N.F don't matter
when will N.F stop making me?

when will I stop being N.F?
 when will the question seize?
when will it not matter if they ask?

when will i believe what he says?
what He promises?

when?
when will i ever change this concept of me?

when will i think or believe

that i am beautiful

that i am talented

that i worth something

when?