I believed him when he told me I was beautiful.
His words made me naive and vulnerable, but that was his plan.
Kisses that meant nothing and a smile only for show.
I wanted beauty from a man who was ugly in his soul.
He was full of lies and tales.
And i fell for it. I feel like a fool, blind and in love
I wish I was beautiful.
I wish time would dash its paint brush across my flawful skin.
To have the beauty within escape my soul and emerdge on my body.
