Gazing myself at the mirror,
I often wonder,
That to be popular in a society;
Do you need to have beauty,
To win their hearts?
When your heart has fallen apart.
But little do they know,
Real beauty never lies on the surface,
For even evil is hidden behind the facade of fake beauty.
You cannot judge them likewise.
Because true beauty is always inside the surface,
For it is the beauty beneath.
The beauty beneath.
