Beauty is Pain
Beauty is pain.
Though it sounds quite vain,
It’s truly not the case.
Beauty is pain.
Sun shines bright through the rain,
Like a smile when done with enough strain.
Beauty is pain.
Trust me, you’ll go insane,
I’ve been in that terrain.
Beauty is pain.
No, it wasn’t outer beauty,
I just wanted to be free again.
My beauty is what to others is “crazy”,
Those who didn’t understand,
Had me locked up in chains.
I went through that pain,
And I’m still “insane”
But, I’m beautiful to me
So who cares?
Once lost,
Now reclaimed.
Beauty is pain.


















