Life is beautiful.
Pretty but selfish
To the point of cruelty.
Life is a smile.
A small grifter smile
Which leaves only a sigh
In place of the heart.
Life is hard core.
She passes without taking care
Of moments of happiness
Or the inflamed feelings.
Life continues her way.
Your heart in her hand.
But you know you will win
When she will look at you.
Then Life will be beautiful
