BEAUTY CRIES FOR ME
I FOUND MYSELF CRYING BECAUSE I BARELY KNEW ME, DIDN'T SEE WHAT I WAS FEELING THAT I CALLED BEAUTY.
MY HEART DIDN'T MATCH MY HEAD CAUSE IT WAS MY WAY OF THINKING, MY SELF ESTEEM DIDN'T MATCH MY BODY THEREFORE I WAS SINKING.
WISHING I STILL HAD THAT SPARK THAT SAID I HAD IT ALL, BUT EXCEPTING ME WITH BEAUTIFUL FLAWS.
LIKE MY CURVES MEAN MORE OF ME TO LOVE, THE THICKNESS OF MY BRAIN WHEN MY HEART IS UNPLUGGED.
MY STRETCH MARKS REMIND ME OF WHAT 1 CHILD CAN DO, AND A MOTHER OF 7 AIN'T ALL I GO THROUGH.
I AM BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT I SEE, EVEN WHEN UNBEAUTIFIED MY BEAUTY CRIES FOR ME.
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Beautiful. As beauty will always cry for beauty, remember, when you look into any reflection, you will always see, beauty looking back at thee; outside and inside, totally! ONE. Peace and Love.
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