When Beauty Becomes the Beast

Some can't see past a wretched face,
tears stain crimson all the same,
the beast we pretend to be is just a phase,
open up the wound,
we all bleed in the end,
the misery we let spend,
don't let the last petal fall upon your broken heart,
beauty's found in innocence,
not her love but ours for her
will set us free from our binding cage,
all beasts rage,
but few will change,
reckless folly killed the beauty,
fight for her yet again.