More Than You Know

Take a breath,
Or another point of view if you must:
She’s really not so bad —
Though she could use a bit more trust.

It’s so easy to lose yourself
Amongst her many flaws;
But is that really why you view her so
Or is there another cause?

No, she’s not what you aspire to;
She’s not what you respect.
But there’s more to her than just
An imperfect wreck.

No, she isn’t beautiful,
She isn’t graceful or brave,
And she has her days of darkness
Where she even grows a little grave;

But she’s funny and she’s clever
Whenever she decides to be
And she’s dear enough to some
Even if she doesn’t see.

So use another’s eyes
And look into your own;
No, you’re not perfect
But you’re more than you know.