You long for beauty Beyond what you see in the mirror Like all those things you see On a screen, on a reel, on a post It's something you think you're not And have never been But you long for it You long to be anything but you Because in your own eyes You're ugly Someone, somewhere, sometime In a roundabout way implied it And you wrote it on your heart To tell yourself the story Over and over So you'd never forget You're ugly But it was a lie Like almost everything is Because beauty is simple And yet more than you know Beauty is a dog by your side A gift of dandelion weeds Water from a fountain A blanket to wrap in Songs on an old radio It's the sun still rising in the morning After the night your heart is broken It's the way the wind kisses your skin Or how the sun reflects in your eyes Beauty is the waves of life Crashing against your soul But still not drowning It's the way you love And how you tell someone You don't know how to die It's the broken dreams You sweep up like glass And try to glue together again It's the way you laugh And the way you cry Because tears are just rain From the storms in your heart And if you let it Something, somewhere, sometime Will grow from the rain And the truth is you're beautiful Because beauty is an internal force © 2022 Loly Rinn Photo by Jens Aber on Unsplash
Ugly undone
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