Thursday, July 23, 2015

Please don’t look at me skin deep
I am scared for what you will perceive
I am more than this appearance but beneath
Change is inevitable for any being,
Sun may come to dry me to the bone
This land where I stand can drift me to the unknown
Till i question my own living, looking
Who is this man, what had he owned?
Then would you blame for what you saw
Or what you thought you did
Its not flowers who greeds
But I want you to see, not the beauty on the hold
For what it counts, heart of gold.


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