Doubts and frowns,
Roaming in the crowd full of smiles 
Some faces bright, some cruel and vile.
Some had a pain painted on their hearts 
Deep in the souls like burrows. 
Confused the person looked around 
Finding everything still better and sound.
Picture of perfection and unmatched beauty
Show of knowledge, display of might.
What’ real what's fake was her plight. 
The sun went down with her shoulders 
Only if she had known of her wings,
That beauty she tries to find in all things 
Is inferior to the one shinning strong
on her own golden wings.
By Priyanka Naidu
Hislop College