all alone by myself wishing to see this world
looking to find what is called beauty
I have not seen anything quite like it so I don't know what I'm looking for
It is probably right in front of me but I just keep walking searching for this thing
I often wonder if it is even possible to see someone every hour of every day and still think that they are the most beautiful thing in the world no matter any of there faults
I think that I can dream of something that is beautiful but it is never the same thing
It is always changing I can't seem to think of one thing that is truly beautiful
I thought that I was a fool at first but then realized that there is nothing in the world that says I should know
I sit in my room and continue to think of all the things that are beautiful and still
I cannot seem to see the answer
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