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I just can't
You're so beauti-
NO just stop, I can't, I can't take compliments.
They echo like ghosts in my head,
Whispering doubts, filling me with dread.
In a world of praise, I feel out of place,
Each kind word a reminder of my own disgrace.
I shrink away from the light they shed,
For fear that it will expose the truth I dread.
I'm not worthy of the words they say,
Inadequacy haunting me every day.
So please, spare me your kind intent,
For I can't bear the weight of your compliment.
But beneath this facade of modesty,
Lies a soul craving validation desperately.
Behind every "no" is a silent plea,
For someone to see the real me.
So when you offer praise, don't turn away,
But understand the words I cannot say.
For beneath the surface of this fragile shell,
Lies a heart longing to hear "You're doing well!"
NO just stop, I can't, I can't take compliments.
They echo like ghosts in my head,
Whispering doubts, filling me with dread.
In a world of praise, I feel out of place,
Each kind word a reminder of my own disgrace.
I shrink away from the light they shed,
For fear that it will expose the truth I dread.
I'm not worthy of the words they say,
Inadequacy haunting me every day.
So please, spare me your kind intent,
For I can't bear the weight of your compliment.
But beneath this facade of modesty,
Lies a soul craving validation desperately.
Behind every "no" is a silent plea,
For someone to see the real me.
So when you offer praise, don't turn away,
But understand the words I cannot say.
For beneath the surface of this fragile shell,
Lies a heart longing to hear "You're doing well!"
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