I see underneath that which is obvious to most
When walking down a street I will see the grey-mix that blends in
The others, the desperate colours seem to be off focus to me
It's not easy to be hidden from my mind
But it is not easy to be noticed either
Nearly all of us pass over the important part of an equation
That's why algebra confuses even the best of us
You can watch the ground and window shop
But I have seen you, and noticed
The worth that you don't know you have
There are so many ways to sparkle amongst fake gems
And your quiet glint overwhelms me
Amongst the Technicolor motion trail elsewhere
As your shimmering aura billows into the bar
And then you disappear into the dark
A little of it hangs around as the doors swing shut
It trails across my path, I can feel it
The essence of a beauty inside
~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008
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