Beauty's in the I's of the Beholder
They say she'll Never be Pretty Enough.
Cause her hair's short, her eyes to plain, her arms too long, and her attitude is vain.
What are you saying ? Are you insane? Because she's beautiful even in the rain.
Hair damped,
Mascara runnin'
Oh my oh my,
She looks stunnin'.
Wipe off the makeup
Throw Ya sweats on
Pin Ya hair up
No lipstick, settle for some lip balm
Walk to the mirror
Look at you
Thats beauty, yeah, it's true
It's overflowing, C'est beaucoup.
It took awhile for you to notice
But may I say, your flawless.
They say that beauty's in the eyes of the beholder. So, I wanna hold her and show her, her body sings, like a chorus and oh my God, she's flawless.
This poem is about:
Me