What is Beautiful?

Wed, 08/12/2015 - 00:11 -- cherlyr

What is beautiful?

I asked myself that question many times

looking in the mirror trying to find an ounce of beauty.

But no matter how much I try and try

I can never ever see it in me.

Society setting such a high bar

telling us what’s beautiful and what’s not.

Making us remember all the blemishes and flaws that we almost almost forgot.

Putting up pictures of photoshopped girls

and telling us that they are the real beauty.

Making us feel ashamed

to love the real and true me.

Comparing ourselves to other girls

Until it becomes a bad habit.

Crying ourselves to sleep

Because we just can’t take it.

But we need to know now

that beauty comes in many shapes and size

Not mattering what color you are

or the size of your thighs.

You don’t have to be a beyonce

to be sexy or fierce.

Or a Kardashian and Jenner

to know that you conquer all of your fears

Just know that girl you are beautiful

and when you look in the mirror

That is true beauty staring back

And it couldn’t be any clearer.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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