Perfect.. I think not

you make me nervous..
I doubt myself, constant compliments..
That I have a hard time believing,
perfect and beautiful constantly appear
next to my name. I beg you to stop
because it hurts me to hear it.I can't see
it I wish I could. He tells me its okay,
that my believing will not change reality..
my only argument is I want it to be my reality too.
I don't want to listen and in my heart deny
what some see to be true.
My self confidence is at an all time low
I'm almost giving up like you never even know..