A Hold On Beauty
We say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Yet society has painted distorted beauty for us to behold
Thick waist- they don't want it!
Be ashamed, they tell you
Indirectly through frail models and perfected pictures
Society tells us to love ourselves
But only if we strive to become THEIR image
Only if we possess the beauty they behold
RUN
From the unrealistic standards
The ads telling you that your beauty is wrong
From society
Beauty is imperfect
Beauty is the freckles you can't get rid of
Beauty is your crooked nose
Your love handles
Your frizzy hair
Your odd smile
Your stretch marks
Y O U
Beauty is everything you are
Everything you will become
Everything you're not
Beauty is YOU
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