Underneath the grime and dust
Underneath the deepening rust
Underneath the broken trust
You're pure and you're so beautiful...
Underneath every painful tear
Underneath the wall of fear
Underneath everyone gone, you're still here
And because you're so strong, you're beautiful
Everyone's got something beautiful underneath the calluses and dirt, the messy hair and wrinkled clothes. Find it. :)
CZYTASZ
These Insufficient Words
PoezjaPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and s...
