I've seen her standing there

with her hands running through her hair.

She smiles nervously at me

but then shyly looks away.

She does not even see,

The beauty she has in her own way.

This was only yesterday.

And now she has gone away.

She took her breath and stopped it,

Just as she did to me.

But she did not even see,

The beauty that lay inside her.

Others made her feel worthless,

and convinced her that life was useless.

If only I had been able to tell her.

That her beauty had set me free.