Beauty- the quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit
Thats the definition they gave YOU of beauty
But what really defines how desirable you could be?
The media creates a box, that only a select few fit in
So you ask me, how can I get in?
Can I slip through the cracks of reality, and sacrifice my individuality, to
penetrate the inside of a box that's too small for a small child’s birthday present...
And then you still don't fit
And in the morning without mascara,
You say you look so much worse than the night before
But what if your perception of REAL BEAUTY came straight from the depths of your inner core
From your heart and your soul, not the twirls and curls of your hair
From how you saw yourself, and not how others saw you
What if, beauty didn’t exist
What if your facial construct didn’t decide whether or not a man approached you
But your smile and sense of style gave off a signal that you were eager for conversation
What if makeup didn’t MAKE UP how you thought you were suppose to look
But your character and kindness showed in every breath that you took
What if you weren’t defined by the curves that outlined your petite frame
But instead of the affection I felt when somebody spoke of your name
What if personality was pretty, and bravery was beautiful, and charisma was classy,
Would I still have lust in my eyes for you?
And you say to me, “We only would know if beauty didn’t exist