cutie snail 🐌
Beautiful
you see something that's beautiful ,
So unfettered and so free ,
And you yearn to know the secret ,
Behind possessing such beauty ,
So you catch it in your netting ,
And you pin it to the ground,
Then poke and prod for hours ,
Until its secret has been found ,
You examine it so closely ,
Always wanting something more ,
Until you slowly start to notice ,
Its golden blood across the floor ,
You rush to find its heartbeat ,
But find silence in its place ,
And a realisation hits you ,
As tears slip down your face ,
That the secret wasn't hidden ,
Because it wasn't there at all ,
It was the simple act of living .
That had you so enthralled ,
That you'd spent your whole life waiting , For your beauty to be shown ,
But in wanting someone else's ,
You had failed to see your own
