You are no beauty queen to me i see the colors that the others do not see You'd like to think that you're unique but there are other fish just like you in the sea
Its only skin deep
Aphrodite high and mighty sitting on her throne thinking that she holds the rights to any love I own everything that you invest goes into vanity unknowing that most beauty is a fading commodity
You are no beauty queen to me I see the colors that the others do not see with your vanity and conceit you will never be complete
Its only skin deep.
Just an older poem I wrote, which I reconstructed into a song.