Originally Posted by
NeoDeath90
We all stand together, yet no one can see
These masks which we wear bind our beauty
A small, select few, take their time to see
that outward reflections can truly deceive
The porcelain chains which keep our mouths shut
can hold back true nature, and spill out wounding cuts
For rarely it is that these bindings will break
and a step towards pure beauty the select few will take
The select few then see reality
Attractiveness isnt the same as beauty
It's the sun shining down on dew covered grass
or looking into a window of stained glass
In beauty's glory we can thoroughly bask
all we must do is remove the mask.