True Beauty Will Never Die

Screw beauty magazines.

You're more beautiful

than you'll ever know.

For beauty runs deeper

than external beauty shows.

Sure, some people are stunning

with flawless, gorgeous looks.

But their personality's empty

after you feel their hooks.

One day you'll learn, I hope,

that external beauty fades.

But the emptiness of their core

will always remain the same.

Let me close my blind eyes

and feel what I fail to see.

How the beauty of your soul

is what really enraptures me.

Let me dance to the vibrations

of the beat of your pure heart.

Showing me your internal sunshine.

Lighting my darkness from the start.

I admit

Your looks turned my head;

your cuteness caught my eye.

But those looks will soon fade

while your true beauty will never die.

You're beautiful, you're beautiful.

I don't care what they say.

Magazines don't know you.

No attention do they pay.

Look into the mirror, stare,

and tell it to go the heck away.

Your reflection shows without it.

In what you do, think, and say.

And that's all that should matter today.