The Truth About Beauty

Wed, 04/01/2020 - 17:44 -- Kbliss

People say it's weird that

I sit alone in a corner in a solitary silence

But my voice speaks the only

Answers my ears will hear

You  who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive 

You are a craftsman of destruction.

Your only lying to yourself when you say

That your not enough 

Beauty is nothing but a word,

a word created for description,

and aren’t there other words to

use for the description of things?

But if it were more than a word to anyone,

it should be considered the eye of the beholder.

something no one seems to understand.

But hey girl, don't you know your beautiful 

This poem is about: 
Me

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