There once was a girl
With a genuine heart
Not developed in time
But from the start
As she grew older
Her beauty bloomed
Not just on the inside
On the outside too
This extraordinary beauty
Was noticed by many
However in her eyes
Unquestionably invisible
Perhaps those smiles
PLasterd on her face
Were a deceiving mask
Leaving insecurities without a trace
So what should does she do
Try to persuade
Those who misjudged
Burying confidence in a grave
Or let the girl
With a once genuine heart
Stop hiding it to protect
And let it just rot
