What Is Beauty?
What is beauty?
To society now-a-days it’s a number on a scale, a pants size, a model face
A perfect smile, A skinny waist, a beautiful dress made of lace
So superficial it is, that we let beauty be this
When beauty shouldn’t be measured by perfection
It should be measured by being you, a perfect imperfection
All these little girls seeing these things in magazines
Being taught to be proper and right
How to sit, how to dress, how to be liked
It’s sad that people never stop and see the beauty within
You focus on being something different, without a win
If you’re a beautiful person on the inside
You’ve already been blessed with a lot
You’re a person, a unique individual, a different thought
I met a beautiful person today
No it wasn’t in the face; it was the way she took time to know everyone’s name
She wasn’t scared to be herself, made every day lack of rain
She shared her mind; never let anyone get in the way
She wasn’t perfect, but that’s what made her so great
That’s when I realized that natural beauty inside is hard to find
When society is telling us we should strive to be a tiny line
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