Beauty.

Beauty, the world has made it such a rare thing,
almost as rare as a butterfly's wing.

Beauty, these days you don't find it just anywhere,
and if you, yourself don't have it,
about you they don't care.

Beauty, its only noticed when above the skin,
but is there true beauty deep within?

In the beginning, beauty was made for everyone to be,
but now being beautiful is no longer easy.

Now beauty is just about the size, the hair, and the look,
the world has taken beauty and written it in a book.

They tried to make words of something undescribed,
now people their faces only want to hide.

But, everyone's beautiful in their own way, trust me,
because when you see horror in the mirror,
beauty is what I see.

Apple, you are my best friend, you are so sweet.
You make the doctor run with his coat entangled between his feet.
By pulling my teeth you help cancel dentist appointment day,
yes, I would want to take you with to school everyday.

You come in many shapes and sizes,
Like salads, slices, apple - tizers.
You help me overcome my biggest fear,
yes you avoid the doctors from coming near.

You help my increase my money stash,
When pulling teeth attracts tooth mouse cash.
Yes I take you with me everywhere, everyday,
'Cause an apple a day keeps the doctor away!