Through my eyes

Wed, 01/18/2017 - 19:41 -- fab18

I love you, you don't.

I see beauty, you see nothing.

I see worthwhile, you see worthlessness.

Society tells you, you aren't beautiful.

I'm begging you to just look through my eyes and see the beautiful person before me.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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