He called me a Diamond in the Rough.
Did this mean I am admirable,
in a beastly world?
Am I just another flower
in a concrete jungle?
Or do I depict a mirage
on an old brick wall...
I was bothered
by the thought of my looks
overpowering my personality.
I wished for him to see passed physicality,
and peek into my mind and what it has to offer.
A Diamond in the Rough, he said
In a beastly world,
you see the beauty.
In a concrete jungle,
you have allowed yourself to bloom.
And listen, he said
on an old brick wall,
your smile, your determination,
your will to want to create a garden
in a concrete jungle is exhilirating.
To remind me that in a beastly world,
there is some beauty and humanity left.