Anything
Can become a hope.
For a hope
Is merely a thought.
If only we had the power
To hope for a miracle.
How different
Our lives would be.
Beauty worn on the outside,
If only seen by outsiders
Is not true beauty.
For beauty
To me
Means it is only seen
By those who care enough
To realize it.
YOU ARE READING
When I Look To the Sky
PuisiMy life as poetry. I love poetry and everything writing, this is where I write it down. My life, my struggles, my friendships, my heart. I hope you enjoy it:)
