BeYoutiful
BeYoutiful
I always wish something to appear,
Miracles magic and colour!
Astounded by my fears,
Taken away by the favour
Being stubborn and childish,
I end up doing something foolish
In the midst of all this wreckage,
I practice being myself, that's fair
A reward to me, my own brokerage!
For I hold the precious share,
In spreading the bright light,
Somehow trying to avoid the limelight
Laughing like a child, and being a cry baby
A pink little lady who is being "BeYoutiful"
Painting the windows black,
When positivity I lack
Now the colourful walls,
With ambitions tall
Who understands me when I say all this is just getting beautiful!
When I am making it BEAUTIFUL