Many see you as ugly, but I see you as beautiful.
Many see your form as faulty, but I see your form as neat.
Many see your spirit as rugged, but I see your spirit just as fluent.
Many see you as ugly, but I see you as beautiful.
There is no single feature I desire more than the other.
A scarce piece of art lies before me.
With the grace of a dove and the courage of a lion, you totally astonish me.
Many see you as ugly, but I see you as beautiful.
I cannot manage to think about or tell you what I despise mostly.
Possibly it isn’t a sense to compare you with being repugnant.
No sense in comparing you with vigilance when you are an encourager.
Many see you as ugly, but I see you as beautiful.