Ugly

We watch as beauty passes us,

Barely aware, un-amazed.

Masses of souls, together

Yet apart in more ways than one.

We look to the skies for answers,

Only finding more questions.

Insecurities carving lines,

Thoughts a mess.

Ugly sights haunting dreams,

Our awakened senses fail.

We are what we think we're not,

And because, will never really be.