My eyes so sad
My smile is fake
I feel trapped in a body that deserves what my mind is capible to make-BETTER
How can I be happy when she's not happy?
How can I love her when she doesn't love herself?
Why can't she see what I see?
Beautiful-Smart-Talented
Like a butterfly she glows
Like a book worm she reads
& as talent is concerned she is Van Gogh
Stuck in a rut she steals her mothers persona to help others and forget about thee.......
Eyes's low on depression
Smile fake as a knock off LV bag
But eyes couldn't be more beautiful than the sunset
and a smile to light all skys
I wish she could see the outer beauty that lys within self
always knowing everyday she is mine
I am she
I am what matters
She is what matters
We inner and outer beauty are one so love me
SEE ME
H
E
IS ME ........