A painful tear
A hurtful word
Is a misery some feel every day
Trying to fit in this less than perfect world
We are not all Barbie's we are not all Kens
we can all still fit in
In Gods eyes he don't see
The outside he see's within
That's where the beauty will start and the beauty will end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem