I know what your going to say i have other stories to atend too, but i just had to wright this... sorry...
True Beauty.
You were the true beauty the world is missing.
You had a voice of an angle,
And the soul of one too.
Maybe, just maybe people would see that...
But they could not get past the sight of you...
You wore a mask to hide your face,
You lived in a cellar to get away.
They called you a monster,
They never looked deeper than a face.
How could they do that?
How could they do that?
Only they know.
But after a while it started sinking in.
And you told yourself you were a monster too.
But your not, no not at all.
They were the monsters, not you not at all.
You are what true beauty is made of.
With the voice of an angel and the heart of one to.
Hope you like it, and please do review : )