Beautiful Me
Beauty
A word that holds much meaning
yet is all based on perspective.
The view of this world
can be seen in magazines -
VS angels and the Kardashians.
They’re worshipped and adored
by the girls of this world.
Made to be FAWLESS, edited and enhanced to be perfect.
Unlike most, I don’t strive to possess the beauty they hold.
I contend to find my beauty within.
I am beautiful, not by the makeup
caked on my face
But by the kind words I say.
Loving your life and spreading
that joy to others is what matters.
Whether it’s a simple compliment
or just putting a smile on their face.
You can make a difference,
put your mark on this world.
This is why I choose
to be my own kind of beautiful.
Just beautiful me.
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