Rose Petals

The girl on the train

I was on a train, my house three stops away

the train pulled over to another station,

the others came and left passed the door way

There was a girl, who came sat in front of me

she was beautiful, her brown eyes were glittering gold

but she thinks she is not good enough,

broken by what she was told  

I loved her curls,

the curves of her body

but she doesn't know that

for judging herself was her hobby 

I loved her smile, when we past through wide meadows 

but then, she covered them with her hands,

afraid that someone would laugh at her

I wanted to tell her how much I adored her 

her eyes, hair, body, and smile were just perfect

She would've loved to receive a compliment,

when judgements are all she gets. 

- nezaell champ

2.11

Be kind to others.  You never know how much struggles they are facing.