Are looks all that matter?

There she goes, that innocent girl,
And following her, eyes everywhere turn.
She doesn't know why they all stared.
She keeps her head bowed and walks on.

 They hoot and jeer, they call out to her,
She keeps her head down through it all,
In her heart she has a fear,
But on her face, she doesn't let it dawn.

As time passes by,she grows prettier by the day,
And the crowd just thickens as she walks down her way.
And with the growth in the number of her fans,
Grows her ego, she is now full of vain.


She thinks her friends leave her because they are jealous,
of her looks and her flawless skin,
Little did she know, she had herself kicked them out,
Cause she was so full of herself.

Soon, the vain brought her down,
Her nature had a stench,
It drew people away from her,
And the she learnt her lesson.

Often times in life, one's looks do dominate
and at such times its wise, to keep on oneself a check,
A good nature is essential,its nice to be nice,
After all,are looks all that matter in life?