Perfect

You down yourself for not having the chance of beauty
Although you are nothing but,
you fuss about clothes never had
And a childhood wrongly brought...
But putting these aside you'd soon see
what others always did
A beauty pure of heart,
a personality more costly than any diamond
And eyes thats could tear a mans soul apart.
You may not have artificial beauty
that many hide beneath
But you need not that
For you have what others only wish for
A beauty more radiant than any sunset
and a figure that'd make
Anyone look twice,
You have it all but only need to open your eyes to see it
For any man would die to be yours.