Don’t Tell Me I Am Pretty – Tell Me I Am Strong Enough To Make A Difference

Don’t tell me I am beautiful. I’ve heard that word many times over and over before. It is a word that gets thrown around too loosely in today’s world. Men whisper it to so many women. They throw it at them like a rock. And they expect them to say thank you for it.  Tell me I am smart. Give me something that has depth.

Don’t tell me I am pretty. I don’t need you to validate my looks. I know what I look like. I am a flawed, imperfect human being and I love myself with all of my quirks. Tell me I am fierce and brave. Tell me that you believe in me. In my will to fight for what I believe in. In my strength to never give up on the things that make my heart smile.

Don’t tell me I’m beautiful. That is a word that always floats on the surface and never dives to reach the depths of my heart. Tell me that I am special. Tell me that my smile makes you fall in love with me. That my eyes remind you of something. That you feel different around me. Like you know me from a previous life.

Don’t tell me I am pretty. Tell me I am strong. Tell me that I am a fighter. A warrior. Remind me how much I’ve survived. Remind me what I’ve been through to become the person I am today. Tell me I inspire you. Tell me my bones are made of steel and my body has a thick skin. Tell me that I can do everything that I set my mind to.

Don’t tell me I am beautiful. Tell me I am a fragile human being who has a lot of love to give. Let me know that my love is the only thing that you desperately wish for. Tell me that I am more than a body. More than just a face. More than just a human. Tell me that I am the other half of your soul.

Don’t tell me I’m pretty. I am much more than just my appearance. I am much more than the clothes I wear. Much more than the makeup on my face. Much more than the things I post on social media. Much more than what I say. Much more than you think I am.

Don’t tell me I am beautiful.

I couldn’t care less about the superficial.

Tell me I am strong enough to change the world.

Tell me my soul is made of wildfire.

Tell me my claws are sharp enough to protect myself.

Tell me I inspire you to change yourself.

Tell me there’s more to me than meets the eye.

Tell me I am more than I believe myself to be.