I know it isn’t me you are calling beautiful.
This isn’t my first day in this packaging.
Brown paper tied up with twine. It doesn’t evoke praise.
Come closer, though, and see what’s beneath.
I will not leave you to shine my colors to all the world.
Come closer and see that I have a passionate fire burning below the surface.
Come closer and know that my beauty doesn’t lie in what your eyes see but in how I can make you feel.
Come closer and see that my worth doesn’t arise from my aesthetic.
I attract people by showing my concern for them.
Many find my honesty beautiful. My kindness invigorating. My loyalty a solace.
Come closer and you may realize I establish my own worth from within.