Victim

We are always at war.
Be it the war with ourselves,war with our family,war with the society or war with the human who runs the neighbouring country.
Is it really worth it?
We have this constant urge to be better,to be more physically attractive,to have nicer clothes and get better grades,the root of the war inside each and everyone of us.If we had inner eyes and mirror facing our hearts,would we be disgusted or satisfied?
The kind of war where tired and blackened hands hold weapons results in the loss of lives.The war we have within us results in the loss of ourselves.
We forget to find ourselves because of the race where everyone wants to become the other.
That perfect girl with expensive clothes with striking facial features may actually be so insecure that her smile ceases to be a part of her face.
So instead,let's have a war with what makes us ashamed of ourselves,which hinders us to love ourselves,which makes us not proud of ourselves.We all are beautifully imperfect and unique and anyone that says otherwise maybe just another victim of a war fought unceremoniously./