Don’t Prove It
November 02, 1999
I know I am smart.
I know I am happy.
I know I am beautiful,
and loved.
I don’t need to prove it.
I don’t need to smile.
I don’t need a mirror,
or words.
You know that you are smart.
You know when you are happy.
You know that you are beautiful,
and loved.
Yet, you do need to prove it.
You do need to show it.
You do need mirrors,
and words.
How come you can’t be happy with me?
Be happy in knowing who you are.
The people you are doing this for,
proving this too,
smiling for,
listening for in anticipation of a compliment;
just convince me that you realize,
they will not be there always.
No one will.
The one who will be,
that is the only one that counts.
But, they are not there yet.
So, convince me that you know this,
that all that lasts is you.
Now tell me why?
Why are you like this
if you already know?
