Life is a gift,
A present we must protect,
Our Maker made us beautiful,
Even with our defects
Appearance is a curse,
A blind man knows better,
Ugly or pretty,
Your look doesn't matter
Then what matters?
Is it your clothes or your face?
Answer me now,
Hurry, we must haste
Say, does your appearance,
Tell who you are?
If not what?
Your bag? Your car?
Life is a gift,
A present we must protect,
But why do that to yourself?
Our Maker made us perfect...
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Underachieving Poems
PoetryAn ambitious teenage girl with a lack of writing prowess tries poetry. Don't even bother.
