Beauty Is Only Skin Deep

. BEAUTY IS ONLY SKIN DEEP When I walk I hold my head down. Very shy and always carry a frown. A little meek and hardly ever smile. Everyone laughs cause I have no style. The way I wish I was is only in my dreams. Because of my bad self esteem. The way I feel is oh so true. "I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it is my gift to you" I have no friends and no one really cares. The way I look makes people only stare. When I see myself all I do is weep. Mama says sweetie beauty is only skin deep. She looked at me and said you remember this you close your eyes and make a wish. Life is what makes you who you are. Be a good person and that will make you a star. Teresa Skyles Entered in Constance La France~a rambling poet~ Writing in the sublime contest