You keep seeing that one girl that sat alone,

She sits and thinks while the moonlight kisses her skin,

The way the bright stars lit and the specs of diamonds that twinkled in her light brown ovally shapeded eyes,

Her brown and black hair glistening in the sunlight,

The looks maginified her Inner Soul,

Her Inner Beauty,

But all that everyone could see when they laid their wanting eyes on her, was sex and lust,

She never portrayed her temple of body to be seductive with,

The girl loves the feeling of being wanted,

But someone's feelings of wanting her Inner Soul Of Beauty.