Why is something so beautiful hidden from sight
The beauty pushes to be seen with massive might
Can people not see the beauty it conceals?
People are blinded to them beauty does not appeal
This thing so precious more so then gold
This gift from themselves they withhold
People do not understand what they give away
They let their emotions go astray
They think it is just a simple thing
So to this precious jewel they do not cling
One day they will see the gift they could have given
And wish they would have had the motivation to be driven
Time cannot be rewind nor can life be rewritten
They did nothing that per say was forbidden
Yet they cannot help but feel something missing
In their heart a hole is existing
They could have saved this pain and stress
But their “feelings” they wanted to express
If truly they were to confess
Pleasure is why their fake “feelings” they express
This beauty should not be seen as a thing to give away
But to protect till comes the precious day
If in future days you will commit
Then to someone you have already been knit
Someone beautiful is waiting for you
Yet you spit in their face unfaithful and untrue
Did you think that your past would not come with you
That once you commit your past won’t shine through
Your past can be forgiven
Yet that same past cannot be hidden
If you plan is to “live” and then be forgiven
You will be surprised when only pity you are given
You cannot be forgiven if you don’t regret the choses you have made
The choses you made the people and hearts you played
Start now my friend for starting somewhere is better then not starting
Never again from that beautiful thing departing
