londiwe buthelezi - maybe

maybe if i change my hair,
or fix my crooked teeth,
He'll finally notice who i am,
see the beauty i have beneath.

Or maybe i should keep my hair,
and leave my crooked teeth,
there's no need to change my looks,
if he can't see the truth.

londiwe buthelezi

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-88/