Beautiful women are invisible...
They are like a book that nobody ever opens because the cover by itself is already beautiful, sometimes even too beautiful to leave any place of interest for whatever is written inside.
Beautiful women are invisible...
Men see and admire the way they look, they see them from outside but they never make it inside, they never get to the depths of their personality and character. They become talking dolls that are empty inside. They turn into beautiful gift boxes with no gift inside. And even if some of them have a gift inside, nobody ever sees it, because the box itself is too beautiful and people will not dare to spoil it only for finding out what's inside.
Beautiful women are invisible...
At one point they get so used to it that even women themselves start believing that they are nothing but a cover. How long can the words inside a book shout and scream? The cover is always heavier and stronger than the fragile pages. How long can a gift locked in a box be eager to be found? Gift boxes are always tied up with bright and shiny strings. Eventually the gift gives up and a gift that is not being used or noticed, sooner or later dies.
Beautiful women are invisible...
People look into those eyes only to see the reflection of their own faces, but never the depth of the eyes. They eagerly want to catch her look to only admire it but never to try to see her soul behind it. They die to see her smile but always fail to read the tears that are hiding behind it. They long to hear her laughter for sure joy and self-satisfaction but never for her own happiness.
Beautiful women are invisible...
Men see them but never look deep into them, while all the other women out there hate them... For what? For being invisible?
...beautiful women are invisible...
© LiLit Ghazaryan
They are like a book that nobody ever opens because the cover by itself is already beautiful, sometimes even too beautiful to leave any place of interest for whatever is written inside.
Beautiful women are invisible...
Men see and admire the way they look, they see them from outside but they never make it inside, they never get to the depths of their personality and character. They become talking dolls that are empty inside. They turn into beautiful gift boxes with no gift inside. And even if some of them have a gift inside, nobody ever sees it, because the box itself is too beautiful and people will not dare to spoil it only for finding out what's inside.Beautiful women are invisible...
At one point they get so used to it that even women themselves start believing that they are nothing but a cover. How long can the words inside a book shout and scream? The cover is always heavier and stronger than the fragile pages. How long can a gift locked in a box be eager to be found? Gift boxes are always tied up with bright and shiny strings. Eventually the gift gives up and a gift that is not being used or noticed, sooner or later dies.
Beautiful women are invisible...
People look into those eyes only to see the reflection of their own faces, but never the depth of the eyes. They eagerly want to catch her look to only admire it but never to try to see her soul behind it. They die to see her smile but always fail to read the tears that are hiding behind it. They long to hear her laughter for sure joy and self-satisfaction but never for her own happiness.
Beautiful women are invisible...
Men see them but never look deep into them, while all the other women out there hate them... For what? For being invisible?
...beautiful women are invisible...
© LiLit Ghazaryan