you think
i’m beautiful
really
you think
i’m beautiful

i feel rather
plain
just like
any other Jane
Ashely
or
Susan
who is really
the beauty of all

you say
beauty
is not skin deep
but mine
a rather hard shell
to break
you say
you see
deep into my eyes
into depths
which i only fantasize

you say
there is an aura
about me
that no one else
but you see
a complexity
of strength
of compassion
of sincerity

forming
a most genuine
soul

your definition
of beauty
is me