Beautiful
Beauty I am told is skin deep
This can surely make you weep
Could it be
That we see
Just a face
Instead of the human race
This symbol
Without a pimple
Without a flaw
We stand in awe
For beauty that is a lie
Or
Could it be
That we see
This phenomenon is truly a lie
That just will not die
And that the real beauty comes from our soul
And that should be every woman's only goal
This poem is about:
Our world