The Beholder


They say 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'

What will The Beholders think when they see me?

Will They see my true beauty without makeup or photoshop?

The beauty behind what dollar bills can buy?

The Beholders can only see me for a moment and judge my looks

They cannot see what truly makes me beautiful

The Beholders describe my personality as a mysterious entity

My moods are strangers to them

Who are these people to say why I am beautiful?

The only Beholder who matters is the being who has seen my best and worst

The Beholder who knew me before I was incarnate

He has seen me in war paint rather than eyeliner and lipstck

He is well acqainted with my anger and my happiness

He judges my beauty based on my soul

Though others jeer at my flaws, He cannot

Because to my sweet Beholder I am Flawless

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