The Unseen Beauty

I've always been told that beauty depends on the outside

However, the real beauty is on the inside 

Being pretty is apparently a duty 

While kindness measures our inner beauty 

People often forget about the true us 

First impressions are everything, and thus, 

By my personality, have I been misjudged?

But I will never ever be budged 

I wish that someone could see me for who I am

Can I shut people up and will the door, on their faces, will I slam?

For, they expect me to be perfect, like a machine 

They can never figure out my beauty which is unseen 

I never show my real face to people, you see

For, I'm afraid they're gonna hate me

But my fears, did I get it

Ridden?

I started to figure out the beauty that was hidden

People judging me, do I dread?

For, my worst bully is often inside my head 

I just, for once, want to be seen as worthy 

About myself do I worry?

I finally earned some respect 

This wasn't a thing I would usually expect 

For, I realized even the prettiest things have various forms

Even the roses have their dangerous thorns

I wish that someone could see me for who I am

Can I shut people up and will the door, on their faces, will I slam?

For, they expect me to be perfect, like a machine 

They can never figure out my beauty which is unseen 

I never show my real face to people, you see

For, I'm afraid they're gonna hate me

But my fears, did I get it

Ridden?

I started to figure out the beauty that was hidden