The perception of beauty
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
They say
But what is the true definition
Of beauty?
Is it perceived by looks and money?
Or is it who they are, truly.?
When People say I'm beautiful,
all I see is ugly scars.
When people say I'm ugly,
All I see is love that resides in me.
I'm both ugly and beautiful
Yet a kind and sad girl.
In my eyes I behold
The ultimate sight of beauty,
one's heart, mind and soul, ruling.
If someone calls you ugly
Ask if they know you, really?
For beauty shines within everyone
Whether they express it or hide it
Just know that words truly hurt,
next time you put on a front.
Who defines the world's beauty?
well each person defines their own, perception.
Not you or I, alone.
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