I am not a blank canvas

Art is beautiful

Art is inspiring

Art is memorable

 

         But what does it mean when we use art to hide our beauty?

                Is it still beautiful?

 

I am beautiful

I am inspiring

I am memorable

 

        I am a piece of art waiting to be expressed

               Not a blank canvas waiting to be painted

 

I filter my photos because I think they’re not unique enough

I put on makeup because I think I’m not pretty enough

I use a thesaurus because I think my words aren’t meaningful enough

 

      We use these things to make ourselves believe we are a better person

               But are we better because we reach society’s expectations?

                    or

               Worse because we aren’t truly being ourselves?

 

Where’s the beauty in that?

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