Does that make sense? I’m not sure. Do I mean that we tend not to see the ‘beauty’ in ourselves? Definitely. Do I mean that what is considered ‘beautiful’ by the majority nullifies the minority’s perspective? Probably. Do I mean that ‘beauty’ does not always demonstrate generosity or humility? Maybe. And why have I used inverted commas? No idea. It appears that B-E-A-U-T-Y is easier to appreciate than it is to define.
‘When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.’ - Dean Jackson
She shunned him—hung upwhen heI'd call. His broken heart cried, End it all!' On a dock's edge, above the ocean He stood and drank a poisoned potion. Then looped a noose around his head, And with one shot shot himself dead.
Or would have, but he missed his head And shot th noose loop loose instead, Then, falling, gulped the salty ocean, Which made him puke the poisned potion. Swimming ashore, he blamed himself Becaause he could not slay nimself. But then she came. He watched her fall Into his arms, answering his call.
Lurking in the dark Listening to the song of early lark Scary vision void of light Can he **** the vision, he might Coldness in the rainy breeze Wish everything could be cleansed with water Every rainy breeze is first warmer And these **** spectrum lines of Balmer With no light to be felt No tide from the Mediterranean belt With no stone to pelt The Raven in his best sits Watches him turning into oblivion In a flash
I’m aware of so many things But it’s my choice to be sure or hesitant I know I could pierce my ear for Sunday nights only I wonder if it would make me seem more militant
we can talk at a party what you don’t know what I don’t say it all depends
I decided how I look is only good for a few minutes Then our minds take over racing past our eyes The soft sidewalk exists if you let it carry you Take off your shoes, smile a lot, don’t tell lies
we can talk in a bar what I don’t know what you don’t say it all pretends
I do have so many doubts But it’s my choice to let them get to me Sometimes a headache is a relief from life It forces me to stop thinking about the things I see
we can talk in a park what I already know what you already said it almost ends
I decided how you look is good for a long time I’m sorry if you need more but its where we start You look interesting enough, especially your style I wonder what you’ll be like after I break your heart
we can talk on a phone what I already said what you already know it almost begins