For My Beauty

I know I can be rough. I know I can be tough. I know I can be stupid. Many times I feel like a Beast. I lose control, and I wonder around. There is no hope. There is no love. For who will ever, love a Beast. To many people pointed, called me names. All bad people, making me insane! All I can do inside, is to make a roar to the world. I hurt the ones I love, I make them close, go far away, by just trying to survive. I'm not proud, I'm not happy. I'm scared. I'm a Beast. But there was hope. You were a Beauty, such a kind little thing. That cut me deep. Deeper then I thought I had, and woke up something, That was dead inside for a long time. I heard it and amazed. Thumb.. Thumb.. Thumb.. It was my heart. I wasn't afraid I wasn't scared. I wasn't angry, or sad. I had you, Thats all I needed. For everytime I heard your voice, So soothing a sound. How can I ever get mad. When I knew you cared. It was one thing, in this whole world of, angry and badness, That kept me sane. I was happy for once, and it was something, I so very missed. For I almost went over the edge. I am a clumsy Beast, I make mistakes. I try to protect, But I only break. Please see this, Beautiful man I am inside. For I am a Beast, But you... You are my Beauty.