Sorrow is Beautiful

Sorrow is beautiful.

Sorrow is the result of the most final occurrence.

Sorrow is what makes my eyes shine and my skin pale.

My cheeks redden and I lose my appetite.

The result of the most final occurrence is also the reason my tear-streaked face looks so pretty.

Sorrow is beautiful while happiness is ugly.

When I am happy I smile ear to ear with my crooked teeth and sticky saliva.

I feel like going into the sunlight and making my pale skin brown and dotted.

When I am happy I am ugly to the well treated and beautiful to the sorrowful- for only the sorrow of being in a bad place can make you truly appreciate the beauty of happiness.

Sorrow is beautiful.