Umm 2nd Draft?

Umm. It's full. Just not quite sure yet.

Lady walks with steps of soul
With the way she swerves I see her life unfold.
With every leg lifted 'til her feet hits the ground
I can hear her heart make these screaming sounds.
Long brown hair, caramel colored skin
coke bottle curves but her beauty lies within.
Smack in the middle of Times Square
There's something about her that made me stare.
The world is oblivious to how she feels
as she walks past with these red stiletto heels.
Beautiful brown eyes accentuate each long lash
Thick pink lips stop the men in their tracks.
Little do they know how she feels inside
and how she has to deal with it every night.
This beautiful woman feels so ugly inside
And no one even cares what goes on in her mind.
Not one man dares to look in her eyes
to see how slowly her soul dies
She longs for the true love explained on T.V.
But settles for the careless hearts in the city.
She doesn't even know her own worth
Her tender love and care is a gift and a curse.
Beginning to believe there's no such thing as true love
Now thinking of what the rest of life will consist of.
So insecure and vulnerable and hurt by her past
She doesn't know how long she will last.
Just by her walk, I can feel her pain.
With the events in her past, she'll never feel the same.
She's given up hope and stopped believing dreams
To her, life is never what it may seem.
Just by seeing how she walked in that model straight line
I feel how that pain was similar to mine.