sparkles_ela

Women hate to be treated like dirt,
Yet most allow themselves to be.
Women hate to be under appreciated,
Yet most don't demand it.
Inner beauty just doesn't seem to be enough.
Lipstick, mascara, eyeshadow and blush.
Paint on a face that the mirror doesn't recognize.
Delicate as a rose,
Her pedals fall when handled by the wrong hands.
But with gentle hands and the right amount of care,
She blossoms into the strong and beautiful flower she longs to be.
She wants to feel loved,
But there is more to love than saying, "I love you".
Words are just words.
Why would you want to hear those words from a mouth that drips with the stain of deciet?
The thorns on her stem are meant to prick the unwanted hands.
But the mischivious fingers learn how to neatly wrap themselves inbetween them to avoid the pain.
Don't settle for less,
Cuz in this case less is not more.
There is a true match for you in this world.
He isn't perfect and but he is pefect for you.
Beautiful as can be,
You need to see yourself as everyone else does.
Let your pedals bloom!
You're amazing, you're strong, you're everything he doesn't tell you you are.