Sharp & Beautiful
We are all beautiful even the crazy yet broken ones.
We may have sharp edges and broken pieces that won't fit in with some.
But it's ok your all elaborate to me torn and mended or still sharp as hell your still my elaborate ones.
Some puzzles are never solved and some simple minded people have yet to evolved.
But still I'm the guardian of my soul the keeper of my own gate the director of my own fate.
Lover of all of you broken yet soft spoken my elaborate ones and the dreamers and the song writing singers.
I hope this poem reaches you to keep shooting for stars and if you miss and land on the moon.
I'll meet you there soon.