Girls who can't see what's infront of them

In realms where perception becomes obscured,
There lies a tale, untold and unheard,
About the enigma that dwells within,
Girls who fail to see what's held so thin.

With eyes so bright, yet cast a blind gaze,
They wander through life's intricate maze,
Overlooking the treasures that sing,
Invisible to them, gifts silently ring.

For in their hearts, a veil may reside,
Preventing them from seeing what's beside,
The beauty that's veiled, hidden in plain sight,
The wonders unveiled, glowing in soft light.

In graceful form, their powers emerge,
Yet blindfolded they remain, unaware, submerged,
They chase an illusion that dances afar,
While missing the gems beneath each vibrant star.

A friend who listens, with compassion's flow,
A shoulder to lean on, when tears start to sow,
Or a gentle soul yearning for their touch,
Girls miss these treasures, for they miss so much.

Love may lurk, in the kindness of a smile,
But they search elsewhere, their view beguiled,
Yearning for something that's not meant to be,
For the truth lies hidden, in what they fail to see.

In strength and brilliance, their worth does bloom,
Yet self-doubt consumes them, like gathering gloom,
They question their beauty, their power within,
Unaware of the strength that makes hearts sing.

Enchanted by perfection nowhere to be found,
They fail to embrace the beauty that is profound,
In every flaw, a story unfolds,
Yet they yearn for perfection, in tales yet untold.

Oh, girls of mystery, open your eyes,
Unveil the truth that before you lies,
Embrace the wonders blooming near,
And let your heart's vision become crystal clear.

For in the present, where treasures reside,
Are the answers and solace that gently hide,
Closing the chasm between longing and bliss,
Letting you see what you've continuously missed.

Break the mold, shatter the glass,
Discover the beauty that awaits, alas,
For within each girl, a story takes shape,
A tapestry of dreams, waiting to escape.

So, see what's in front, embrace the unknown,
Unveil the truth that has seldom shown,
And let your heart soar, devoid of dismay,
For within your grasp, a wondrous display.