beautiful

Every day,
I see a beautiful girl,
but she sees something different.

I try to understand,
why she feels this way,
but can only think,
of reasons why.

I think she cares,
about what others,
think of her.

Whether it be,
her looks or actions,
or the choices she will make.

I just wish,
she could see what I see.

I see a loving and caring,
beautiful woman,
who is full of confidence.

But is unsure,
as to why,
she feels this way.

There is no answer to why,
but there is a cure,
and if she sets her anger aside,
and has the willingness to open,
her broken heart,
love will be able,
to set her free.

This is the woman,
I choose to love.

I wish,
she could give me,
a chance to help,
her get through it.

I threw this away,
from the mistakes I made,
and now I have to,
live with it.

If she could give me a chance,
I would show her,
how beautiful she really is.


Donald Smith