Beauty Within

I don’t get how people are so blind.
They’re distracted by everything that already is, and they can’t see what could be.
There’s nothing more beautiful than all the could’ve, would’ve beens.
I see every heart worth loving, and every soul worth forgiving.
It kills to watch the good hearts fade away behind the scars of yesterdays.
It kills to see that our egos carry more trophies than our poor neglected hearts that are accused of being nothing but trouble. Beautiful egoless trouble that buries smiles so deep into your soul it becomes a part of you.
Smiles worth a thousand tears, conquering all your fears even if it’s just for a few minutes.
Poor neglected hearts.