If you’re beautiful, they’ll deliver their hearts
in prompt, primped, boxes with bright bows
if you are plain, with a heart of gold
you’ll only be given a life of juxtapose

everyone squanders their love on the few
who will never reciprocate the same sentiment
they will only fall for those other beautiful people
who’s hearts only intent is that of malcontent

with some in love with the feeling of lust
and some lusting for the feeling of love
millions of lonely people sitting alone
waiting for just one person to rise above

love may be blind but lovers are not
if only they could see what shines inside
we could end the heartbreak and heartache
two soul mates, hand in hand, and side by side