They say Beauty is skin deep
At least according to society
And if you don't conform
Life will be a hellofa storm
Gold lies beneath the sand
So with a shaking hand
I dig in to my skin
Mining for what's within
digging for what you can't see
What is deep inside me
Red gold bubbles at the surface
It hurts but that's why I do this
Beauty pays a price
And this is souly my choice
the scars aren't pretty
And this isn't beauty
It's still you I love
But A mismatched glove
I am to you
Into the trash you threw
Me away
Another day
Passes and No matter how
Deep I dig, I know now
It's not me
I'm not ugly
It's society

The 25th of April was just gone
I had no time to prepare
My beautiful kids done wrong
I had to just watch and stare

The mother decided it was best
So they took the bus
The night before was a sleepless rest
Then everything rushed

Now I stay in this dark room
Holding their toys
His favorite was his vroom vroom
Because it made the most noise

The livingroom hasn't been touched
I keep the door closed
This feeling is more than enough
Cause my heart has froze

They were more than just two kids
They gave me light
My niece and nephew outdid
Everything in sight

Rose could barely make words
Cyler was a chatter
Together they were beautiful birds
And the world didn't matter

I taught them beautiful things
Like beatboxing a sound
I wanna handle what life brings
Even if they aren't around

I don't know how to stop my cry
Because I miss my loves
I wish I could've got a better goodbye
*Maybe one last hug...