Acceptance and security they crave Someone they can call theirs is all they ask To be accepted as an individual but also as a part of the whole bunch they seek To be seen as a beauty and a light to marvel upon they ask
Behind their facade of arrogance and pride, lies their insecurity unseen Behind the rebellion act, lies the pant for acceptance Behind every act of indifference, lies an envy and a need to be better
To be accepted they at times do the unthinkable Weak they seem, but they are not Their strength lies in the little things they differentiate them from others They are beauty undefined