Vitiligo
I have a very close friend of mine
Whose got this amazing face,
a work of art I usually tell her
Cause its got different brown colour hues
So when she says she isn't whole
I just take the mirror and point it at her
Showing her how she's more complete
"Look you even got different pieces all making you"
She was shy getting out at times
And she'd always scan her environs
Chosing to wear drappy clothes
So that all you see is her eyes
When I'd take a walk with her
I'd tell her to losen up a little bit more
Cause the more you hide it, the more curious they get
And you'll always be a mystery to their eye
I told her they can't help stare
Cause they've never been close to beauty
Cause you a masterpiece, a work of art
And she's beautiful Cause she comes in blend of shades
I always remind her how she colours my world
That's why I don't see it black and white
For what's good in half truths
While there's lots more to this world
The PO£T
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