you are beautiful
despite the harsh lashes that society gives
you truly are

your eyes come in countless shades of browns, greens and blues
such beautiful blues yet i only hear a sorrowful tune

your hair is wondrous
it either reaches to caress the rays of the sun or falls to flow with the oceans tides

your skin
as pale as freshly fallen snow or packed with melanin so thickly the night turns to you in despair

you are beautiful
don't believe otherwise