Beautywithin
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Look at me.
Do you see me?
Or do you see this mask of foundation that i am wearing.
I am not this wig that you see
The day my world turned aroundMy heart started to make a different soundNot of it beating in rythmBut more of a sound of a perfect hymn
Easy breezy beautiful,
but they don't teach you to beYOUtiful,
they flaunt girls wearing lipstick made of fishscales and oil,
they put you to the test
to find which mask fits you best,
The sweet breath of a sleeping child
Tiny fingers curled
Little nails in crescent moons
The soft song of a mother's lullaby
As she rocks her reason to live.
A father's helping hand
