Awkwardness starts its way
Like a caterpillar,
We're finding our true colours and pattern,
We can't predict what we will turn out to be,
But only GOD knows,
For He is the potter
And we are His clay
Beauty we seek are never lasting
We seek recognition of the world,
Splurging on things the world throw at us
To fool ourselves that beauty can be bought
We all fall into the trap of superficial beauty
But beauty within is ever lasting
You leave a legacy
You leave a mark,
Mark of love, care, patience, kindness...True Beauty <3
Written By: Priscilla Khoo (2010)
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