Promises

I am beautiful.

I may not look beautiful, but I promise to you I am. My heart is made out of flowers and my lungs are made out of crystals.

I promise to you that I am beautiful with my pale skin and my brown freckles that are everywhere on my face and shoulders. My eyes are the colors of the deep ends of an ocean and my thoughts are all wrapped up with golden thin foil.

I am beautiful, I promise that I am but if you didn't catch it yet, It's way more then just the outside. It's how my personality folds and expresses itself, and I love it. I love my personality even if I have twisted jokes every once in awhile. It makes me, me.
I am beautiful and I think you caught on to my promises now, but just know I rarely break them.