It's the way she wares her scars.
As her depths reaches the surface from her heart.
Showing life of how she's lived thus far.
Only thing is those who've touched left their mark.
She's been hurt yet she's still able to function.
Somehow beneath the time worn upon her skin that should've forced dysfunction.
I find her to be beautiful just the way she is.
For she's lived a lil even though she's fought for the chuckle in her ribs.
Damn, she's a lesson in the making of something I've never known.
Someone real and on a level who still has hope.
No matter how deep her wounds needed to be healed.
Her flesh holds it's age with an acceptance to the feel.
She must be super human the way she owns her smile.
And I don't think she knows she fits the perfect profile.
With every blemish adding to her worth.
There's simply no way to explain her in words.
Though the nature of her ways speak on her behalf.
Making it look flawless the way she leaves the bs in her past.