LOST TO BEAUTY
LOST TO BEAUTY
I felt too good, overly confident let's say
I was prim, oh yes and proper
In the nutshell, say I was head over heels
Not confidence of Godliness, or of good morals
Come to mannerisms or decent talks
I was pretty. And like everyone lavishes it,
It became an alarm, or call it ringtone or maybe my favorite music
I hear it play it everytime
And this shaped me. Like protocols,
I knew it could make ways where there's none
Was it too much to hear of such compliments?
Or maybe I just looked it. Well?
Often times, I was bull headed
Reading all the "I love you messages'
In my prime and I could change boys for 'shege' reasons.
This is it! The time and I'm making most of it.
The future is far and it'll take care of itself.
For now, let the present make waves
Oops! It happened too fast
Just yesterday, I was prim a-n-n-d-d proper
Today, I've lost it all
Everything to beauty
I could have made most,Most out of beauty
Not of societal standards, but of Godly moves
Charm is deceptive and beauty is vain
But a woman who fears the Lord shall be praised
MaakaaWrites 🌹
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