Beauty & Society

This is about self-confidence and self-conciousness

I didn't believe that I was beautiful

So when people told me I was beautiful

I wanted to look them in the eye

and ask

what is beautiful?

but instead I smiled and said “thank you”.

My entire life

I never thought

I was beautiful.

I was told so much

Up until the point

Where I didn’t believe I was

because that's what the world around me

told me.

I wasn’t beautiful because

I wasn’t pretty

I wasn’t skinny

I didn’t have that thigh gap

Society controlled my thoughts

And I started to believe

All you see in the mirror is all you are

I thought that was all beauty was

All it could be

I wasn’t pretty because of my appearance

When I looked in the mirror

all the things I saw were things

I wanted to change

All I saw was

My imperfections

Everything society said was wrong with me

And I was constantly reminded

That I wasn’t as beautiful as I thought I was

When people say thing like

“God doesn’t make mistakes”

I think

Then what happened to me

What did I do wrong

to let god make this mistake to me

Because I felt like a mistake.

I always felt like I could never be beautiful

Because every song and every magazine

Told me and showed me otherwise

They told me

I had to have the approval of others

As if I were  a package

To be cleared to move on

Waiting for the signal

That it’s clear

That I’m fine

That I’ve given in

and I’m just like everyone else

Except

I never got that stamp

I never became a package sent to society

I was an outcast

I was left on the street

People disapproved of me

I thought

I’ll never fit in with everyone else

I’m not as good as everyone else

But as I kept saying that to myself

I realized

I can be beautiful

even if society says I’m not

I can be beautiful because

I’ve found friends who will stay with me

Friends who don’t judge me based on appearance

People who care for me

No matter what I do

And they’ll always help me

No matter what time of day or night

2AM or even 4AM

Because

I know society can’t choose my friends

Society doesn’t control who I am

Who i can become or

what my potential is

I don’t need that stamp of approval telling me I’ve given in

Into society's trap

Into their “Perfect” world

I have my own stamp

To my own world

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