beauty is in the eye of the beholder and the mirrors always tell lies
our self opinion can't get much colder
Seeing ourselves makes self hate rise
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
so this beholder must be blind
can't see it no matter who's told her
always feeling her light is outshined
It seems when the beholder is you...
you can't see the beauty other see
If only we could see ourselves anew
And see what others see as me
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I hope I find someone.....
That can see mine
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beauty is in the eye of the beholder
PoetryI wort this after watching my sister look at herself in the mirror the same way I have before
