Fresh hair cut and color; make up looking fierce
Eyes deep enough to pierce
My fresh black pumps with the newly manicured toes out
Looks are deceiving; inside I am overcoming self doubt
Tight, sexy dark blue jeans with the red low cut top
Making all the on-looking men’s jaw drop
Cute baby face on the outside
But who wants to really know the complete inside
Short in height and small in frame
Does anyone care what’s really in my brain
Focused and professional, but always real
When will someone truly care how I really feel
Smiling face in front of the others
Can we truly trust one another
Not impressed unless they can really connect mentally
And not only for satisfaction that only last’s momentarily
The eyes are the key to ones soul
Look deep inside that person and see their true role
Everyone in life is not for keeps
Every night I singly sleep
Choosing not to settle for less than I deserve
My full heart I have chosen to reserve
It’s not in my physical description, but what’s it’s my heart
My inner beauty is my true work of art
inner beauty for all the clocks to toll engines thinking about, nice write, very much will read again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is a true work of art! !