Please notice
My kindness
My strength
My heart
She would scream inside.
It was those parts she would hide
She saw his heart
Right from the start
The outer part is just a shell
Yet it can be a spell
Looks
Don't let it be your downfall
Underneath your skin
We are all the same.
Our skeleton
It houses a soul
Don't let beauty be your goal
True in everything you say.
Your poem is good, Jane.