If I where to show the world my true shape and true color of my heart. I am sure the world would still look at me, the same. Just a person without feelings. When I do have feelings.
I open my heart
In a judgemental world
But they still look at me
The very same way
Before I showed them
By inner self
My inner being
My open heart
That makes me more human
Then my appreance alone
Still they give me the same eye
The same cold stare
Thinking I am probably… nothing
When in God I know I am someone great
Sad it is..though
The world will never listen to the truth of my heart
And turn away from such hidden beauty
What a shame
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