Poems from maybeitsmabeline
I keep searching knowing...
I am no longer good enough to belong
No longer good enough for a mother
Who seeks for a perfect daughter...
True beauty is hard to find
When we refuse to read between the lines
Smoked eyes and cracked mirrors
We often are deceived
We do not know...
True beauty is hard to find
When we refuse to read between between the lines
Smoked eyes and cracked mirrors
We often are deceived
We do...