Seeing past the face, you put on like you have to be ashamed of 'you' . . . .Can't you see you're beautiful

You leave unseen marks of beauty to places you've been to, and are going. . . .lights are always shining bright where your shadow should be

But. . . .  

I also see the hurt that you carry around everyday, like shackles connected to stones

You feel like no one can see you, that you are unimportant, insignificant. . . But what your bright eyes

don't see is you matter beyond time and sight

You don't see your beauty yet

but one day it will scream your name

It will say " beauty as ever to see, calls upon your name"

Once heard, you will never question the impact you have on others

'you' have such a power to change so much in such a multitude. . . 

you have a gift

you see the ones who hurt

the ones that are a prisoner of their own misery....

You can change that...

Change... change starts with yourself beautiful child

You have the power to change the world with your beauty..