Women hate to be treated like dirt,
Yet most allow themselves to be.
Women hate to be under appreciated,
Yet most don't demand it.
Inner beauty just doesn't seem to be enough.
Lipstick, mascara, eyeshadow and blush.
Paint on a face that the mirror doesn't recognize.
Delicate as a rose,
Her pedals fall when handled by the wrong hands.
But with gentle hands and the... Read More