Beautiful Eyes of Youth
Time passes
I age
And people think
My beauty fades
I feel young
I will grow
But my beauty
Will stay as so
My demeanor
Displays my youth
My natural locks
Seem to help too
I love my face
And probably aways will
No matter how many wrinkles
My beauty remains still
Though the world sees me
As a lumpy bag of skin
I'll look in the mirror
And be young again