Sometimes when I look
Through people's eyes
I wonder, ask quietly
"Do you think I am pretty?"
Someone then told me
"Before you ask people, value yourself"
When you know your worth,
They will know it, with you.
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A Hopeful Romantic
PoetryIt was never hopeless, when it is raw It's always hopeful, just so you saw On the forming pieces of something lost, words can fill the vow. As souls come along, ropes hang low. You and I, might be the reason for a while. In the day dream, can friend...
