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Hair tied in knots, Lipstick smeared off, The room that I'm in, Littered with cloth. Homework undone, Bed untidy, Finding myself, Dirty and grimy. I take a step back,
In a world where people are periodically posting pics and sending selfies to fellow citizens, there is a surprising amount of self hate surrounding the subject.
When you look at the world What do you see? Do you view your food and friends in Mayfair and Valencia? Your wasting your time deciding which accent makes your skin look tan
Maybe I'm crazy and insane. Maybe we are not the same. But now I know what I see. Every time you look at me. It's innocence, That light. A light that shines through any dark night. And tho you are far away. These words I still have to say.
When I take a picture   I smile and stare at my relfection.   My mind wonders if they will like it   if they will see me the way  I see me.  
Underneath I have a dirty heart You all will fail, so I can win I am not clean and cut like my selfies But I am rough and tough like so many I do not really care about you So what if I lie and say that I do?
The Authentic Me by Hunter E Jones   Does the selfie define me? Am I worthy? Am I pretty?
I am a woman who can do it all Even though I am so small I have so much potential  because I know most of the essentials
In and from this world what do we really want?
  Rarely do I see stretch marks, bruises, and scars in the media The absence of flaws on models and celebrities is extremely concerning It implies that imperfections are a shameful appearance
And I don't want you And I don't need you Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong
Blood as red as a rose They said death was something that you just chose Truthfully it chose you
No make-up, no hills Just me.
Perfect this.
Being flawless is not a trait that I used to see within myself It was soemthing that I worked for, but never felt as though I would claim as mine... I read about becoming flawless, the makeup piles stacking up on each shelf,
I am flawless from my head to my toes No clothes or filters can better what’s already gold I shine so bright and I don't need to be told For its my beauty within, that makes me so bold
While so many women are fixing their smile And going to salons to get their hair dyed I am being told that I have beautiful eyes But as radiant as your smile could be And as piercing as your eyes may be
Skin and Bones: A Poem by Tyler Shreve-Smith
I am more than meets the eye.
Beauty is more than what is seen with the eyes, what I have is hidden. More than just a beating heart with a pretty smile, i have a free spirit too. How could you ever tell,
Those around me seem to think there is a standard of being... In my own valleys and tunnels there was truth   I cringed at the dip of my hips, my attraction to feminity,
“I woke up like this” Or maybe “I was born this way” Heck I don’t know But either way is okay   I could say I worked hard for a body like this Or that I spent hours Plumping my lips
My hair and I were unhappy Waking up with broken hairstrands got old I wanted my hair to be straight  I wanted it to be soft with shine like gold My hair and I were unhappy That was just 2 years ago  
Highly underrated  Highly anticipated  Got one goal that is being the greatest  Prove doubters wrong when I make it  Been plotting this moment since my momma was pregnant 
Love yourself first, Love your imperfections, Love your crazy side, Love your silly side,
As the unwanted mask stares back at the reflection   She tells it that it looks better  and that all her insecurties are concealed under that was the foundation of her life 
I embody everything I thought I couldn't be  I am a spitting image of everything I thought I wouldn't be I look in the mirror and feel full;
Do not tear at your mirror Do not pull at your skin
I am flawless because I am strong from once being weak, I am not flawless because they told me to shrink, I am flawless because I am successful and will threaten a male,
#flawless There’s always two souls to a person The one everyone sees from day to day And the one that hides and waits for the chance of immersion Because she never witnesses daybreak
We've all been bullied. My eyes, different from the others. My height, lacking. My academics, an idiot amongst geniuses.  My personality, strange and twisted as can be. Blah, blah, blah
A filter, What is it really? Is it something to purify the air? Is it a mask? Is it makeup? Maybe even a photo enhancer?   Why must we enhance our lives?
RMG
Ricayla Monique Gallop I've said that name all my life. But do I know who that person is ?
Beauty is sunkissed cheeks After an afternoon of adventure Beauty is messy hair After a night of studying Beauty is teary eyes After hearing a long forgotten melody Beauty is intelligence
I am flawless from head to toe thought id let you know im like a godess i woke up like this fill your eyes with bliss and i called it dont need no man because i got a plan
Paul N 10th grade   [Bold- say it loud]  
You know what AMERICA? I am not my hair nor my skin I am not a freak (well...maybe a little) I am what lays within my values, intellect, passions,  and relentless wit
Sometimes- I tremble like the fault lines,
Flawless In knowing I am not perfect But I aspire to life’s challenges And I remain myself Flawless
I'm worth more than a thousand sunswashing away at the darkness of those around memy voice blooms roses with the way my wordsgrow thorns yet project passionate beauty.
                                                                        I use to hurt                                          Crumpled into everything around me, fell in the dirt
My intelligence is responsible for all things that make me heaven sent I honestly feel like my eloquence allows me to have more chemistry
Less flawed than most Imperfect-perfections spotted scales hairy knuckes   I am one of a kind   I am the kind of one who has wrinkles streaming from their eyes Smile lines
You know i'm a girl i dont know f hat a blesing or not soceity exepts so much Im just a young women trying to be heself You know this ued to eally get to me "Is my  butt big"
Motherless..Fatherless.. that's the scar I hide everyday. Often quiet and to myself..it's not that I don't have anything to say. Not enough time to express what goes on in my mind.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think "What if I were not the same?"
Very beautiful, incredibly smart Nothing but goodness in her heart   A smile on her face every single day and kind words when you come her way  
Me, I think I’m average, not perfectAverage guy, with average grades.Pretty average situation...But then I stop.  Average? No.Perfect? No.
When I walk down the street, I feel their eyes They look at me but don’t know why I used to stay in my room and hide Scared of judgments, Terrified.   One day I took a glance in a glass
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Whom hold's that position? Whom is this beholder and what gave him, or her the right to set beautiful's standards. I may not have the biggest bust, but my heart is by far huge.
Why
Don't wanna be conceited  I just wanna speak the truth I've got unblemished skin And I've had a fruitful youth My teeth are white and pearly  So my smile's always great My hair is soft and shiny
Perfection   Perfection Is it possible? Perfection
The door opens. One step to your destiny.   You peer in and see the faces, The people who are looking straight at you.   Will you fail? Will you fall?   Hesitation sets in 
I am flawless because I am One of God's beautiful creations Not because I am man-made, A photoshop modification I am stubborn, And sure, I may cry my eyes red But I'm flawless because I'm here,
What makes me flawless isn't what you see It's inside of me Just because my face isn't perfect And I don't always look great It doesn't mean that I'm a fake   Beauty is also from within 
I have awaken amongst the restless, my eyes like the crack of dawn raising from the tired less sleep of being naive and ready to take on the worlds wit and wisdom.
I'm flawless because I'm flawfilled I make mistakes
I'm flawless because I'm flawfilled I make mistakes
There are 7,289,823,512 people that I'm- stealing from, sharing with, against, along, trying to please.
This is for all of Kim Kardashian's plastic surgeons......       I'm amazed that all of you have
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