Thistle Wargul - Not Just A Pretty Face

You see me sitting with me friends,
And think of love, and other ends,
But what happens if I am not,
Just a pretty face?

You claim you love me,
You claim you need me.
You do not know me,
You only see me.
But do you know what lies
Behind me mesmerising eyes,
Or do you judge me by my cover?

My face,
My hair,
My skin,
My legs,
My arms,
My eyes,
My lips,
My ears,
My nose,
My body.
Not me.

Looks can be so deceptive,
They can mask the truth,
They can tell a lie,
They can help you win,
And they can destroy your life.

Would you want to be judged:
Because you were ugly?
Because you were beautiful?
Because you were black?
Because you were white?
Because you were colour?
Because you were different?

I’m not just a pretty face,
I am not my body,
I have a soul,
I have a personality,
I have feelings.

You will respect that
Or lose me.

I’m not just a pretty face.

Thistle Wargul

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