There Is Beauty In the World
So succumb by the ugliness ,
is hard to pinpoint the beauty.
The beauty existing in our world,
ruin by those, who feels, is their duty.
By trying to transform, the uniqueness,
those different, than all, that be.
Making sure all, that is,
is similar, for all, to falsely see.
Causing trouble, for everyone,
to fill, their emptiness, from inside.
Making fun, to compensate,
for the feeling, they want, to hide.
A confidence they no longer have,
shielding their beauty, for all to behold.
Interfering with others from capturing,
the essences of the world's pure gold.
Listen not to one word, from them,
for the beauty around us, is still alive.
Because you can truly be blinded, by them,
if you listen, to their, uncalled for jive.
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