Pretty Women
Pretty women
Pretty women wonder where my confidences lay
Am not radiant to fit a perfect model
For all I have is a shabby bum
And caves that hold my slightly long bones side by side
Pretty women wonder where my secrets lay
Am not so famous to be a first lady
For all I ever knew were books and a few friends
Pretty women wonder and wonder looking for answers
For all they know is the smile I always keep on my face
The mouth I shut when they fill the ballrooms
The who I am that wasn’t supposed to be with him
But as they wonder around
The pride I have held is eyes
The confidence in him kept him moving
The trust I showed him kept him close
For it’s the faith that love never lies
The makes we keep the secrets with in
For we only met destiny
For its not the way I walk
Dress or my looks
The fame or my substances
That leaves his eyes closed to the rest
But the beauty within
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