Brown soulful eyes,
A soft smile,
Curling black hair,
Well polished nails,
Silky smooth skin
Scarlet shining lips,
Expensive Designer clothes,
Thats what i look like but thats not what i am.
I am the thoughts that run through my over stressed mind,
I am the laughter that plays across my face,
I am the tears that fall from my well irrigated eyes,
I am the hopes i make and the dreams i break,
I am the notes i make on torn paper,
I am not just an appearence,
I am me.