A Moral Beauty

Sometimes I want to give him a real reason to not think me beautiful.

My hands are shaking in shock.

How could you compromise all your morals like this?

Is it all worth your causing all this pain?

I want to help you hate me somedays...

To scar my features and hide my personality behind all your fresh disdain.

For the record, I love you so much it hurts.

And all I can do now is pray for you to wake up...

before I think you not beautiful.