i wish you knew how beautiful you are.
your hair is soft.
your skin is perfect.
your eyes are crystal.
your voice is harmonious.
but instead...
your hair is cut.
your skin is scarred.
your eyes are glazed.
your voice is gone.
i wanted to see you beautiful.
but you never thought you could be.
YOU ARE READING
noontime sonder
Poetry"poetry for those who need it, and poetry for those who yearn for it" /// trust me, i dont know either
