Neena's Poems
Underneath it All
underneath my exterior
underneath my clothes
underneath my words
a special person grows
I may not be beautiful
my clothes may not be the best
my words may not always be kind
but i am as good as the rest
and if you look underneath it all
you will know it is true
you would see the beauty inside
and understand me too
By N.N.A.
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