The world is so obsessed with perfect
Everyone skips the broken beautiful
Forget about the looks
Feelings matter the mostTell me then
In your eyes
If a person doesn't have much
In the looks departmentBut makes you feel like shouting on top of a mountain with glee
They make you feel warm
As if you're covered with a blanket
On a cold night
They make you feel so many things at onceTell me then
Would looks still matter to you?