Beneath Beauty

Today I saw a girl

She walked fiercely, 

No, she ain't that it girl

You've seen on the TV

She's just a small-town girl, 

Wear the most beautiful dress

A girl can wear everyday

A smile, they said.

No, she ain't that fashionable

Dress like what you'll see on vogue

No, she doesn't hangout in the hip cafes

Drink an expensive cup of coffee,

for just a status as a hippie

And...no, she doesn't attend a concert

costs huge amount of money, 

of her parent's monthly allowance

She's just a girl with dreams, 

who also has a lot of plans, 

Yet the thinking is always too much

For her to believe

That she's more than a beauty

Today, the girl I saw today saw another girl, 

who has a beautiful face, with beautiful eyes,

has a skinny and perfect body, 

dresses like what you'll see on vogue,

hands a glass of expensive coffee,

and talks about an expensive concert she'll attend

that will always attract people

to know her closer

The girl I saw mourned

She questioned life, 

Why nobody bats even an eye for her

While she's already wear the best dress 

like what people said, 

A smile. 

So is it true that smile is still the best dress a woman could wear, she asked, 

So is it true that the beauty is still inside, she questioned...

And is it true that all she has to do is believe that she is still beautiful, she contemplated,

As she left the road to the the less traveled path.