beautiful

 
a sigh escapes me and I chase it to where it flee
my dreams float away on a breeze
holding tight to my visions
aware of my short comings
still I have hope

yielding to sorrow, I let it have it's say
broken of heart, I have to rise above it
a woman in the world
I try not to be seen

no notice taken, this frightens me
to have people stare
I drift on the winds, invisible

touch the sky, I dream new dreams
they're are in my grasp
my faith, renewed

my beauty, viewed
with belief it will be okay
you can be well, even under speculation
regarded as lovely
because you are my dear