I'm walking in the woods,
The leaves crushing under my feet.
I smell the bark from the trees and the life from the ground below me.
As I continue walking, it starts to rain.
I'm not worried though because I have no makeup that will run down my face.
I'm not worried about my clothes getting wet,
Because here, I am comfortable.
I may be alone, or with another close person;
But within these woods, I am me.
I have no one to judge me, and tell me I'm not pretty enough.
I have no one to tell me I'm not trying hard enough.
Without makeup, high heels, and "filters", I am happy and I am home.
We should work to achieve this beauty.
We should work to go back to the fundimental parts of life,
Here I am real,
Join me and let go of the bustling world around us.
Feel life and love.
Feel like a part of something greater than yourself.
In the woods, I am home.
No filter, no makeup, no high heels.
But I am me.