Beauty

Roses grow in the middle of spring
They are so beautiful
They grow with ever so beauty
One that humans crave the most
Beauty is never given it is what your born with
The rose is always born pure and beautiful
Humans change how they look because they don't believe they are beautiful enough
You are beautiful enough
You are perfect like a rose
You don't need the make-up it's all in your head
Don't let the world change you
You change the world
Be you, be beautiful in your own way.