People talk about Inner beauty like its something everyone has,
But what if you don't,
What if you have outer beauty that no one sees because of your personality,
What if one simple imperfection makes someone hate you,
And what if that little bit of hate digs a deeper hole where your happiness was,
What if every time someone hated you for your flaws you get pulled deeper down the endless hole,
What if that was why your inner beauty wasn't perfect and happy all the time,
And maybe if they noticed ewhat they distort you they would stop and see the real you,
The happy you,
The nice you,
The kind you,
But those are only ifs and you know deep down that they will never stop,
That the hole will grow deeper,
And you just get dragged down,
Masking your beautiful face,
Beautiful eyes,
Beautiful nose,
Beautiful lips,
And beautiful inner beauty.
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Poetry and stuff
PoetryIf I know you and you know me don't read this or any of my poetry. I know that saying that will inevitably intrigue you into reading it, but please if I know you and you know me then as a friend please respect my wishes and do not read this.
