as it moves
andante
while my heart
is pounding
presto alla tedesca
completely offbeat
although
every now and again
the rhythm slows down
only to find
you
and i foolishly wonder why
the tears are jerked
from my soul
as i casually allow myself
to drop an inch
or even two
maybe i simply don’t see
what everyone else
clearly sees
or maybe
i saw
what no one else could
when i looked up and found
the truth of inner beauty
but now i feel
so ugly outside
that the reflection of me
is repulsive
and i foolishly wonder what
you see
if you ever look at me