It’s easy to look beautiful
When everything’s in place;
Your hair, your eyes, your perfect smile,
Your job, your house, your gorgeous guy.
But changes, inexplicable,
At the depths of your disgrace,
Prove the truth – that you’re only as cute
As the egg upon on your face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marc this poem is amazing I love the way the poem flows its beautiful