You have the warmest look of anyone I've ever seen
When you smile  your moon eyes gleam
You don't realize your pretty the way you are
You don't need to listen to death music to force scars
I see your hurting, and feeling inferior
Because some people, to you, seem highly superior
The amounts of your kindness, and small little winks
Or the way your mind simply,  innocently thinks
You don't need to skip out, or stop eating your meal
Your amazing the way you are
Your amazing as **Camille