What is beauty in this world filled with superficial standards?
Plagued with the unwritten expectations of flawless faces and perfect bodies
Well I find beauty in the imperfect
In the broken and the discarded
The things most people view as ugly or useless
I see beauty in the cracked pavement
In the abandoned buildings
Even the overgrown weeds
There is a raw honesty in their imperfection
It whispers that perfection is shallow and fleeting
I find beauty in the scars
In the wrinkles
In the bruises
Each mark tells a story
Of survival and of resilience
Beauty in the face of adversity
I find beauty in the darkness
In the shadows
In the depths of despair
For it is in the darkness that light shines brightest
So what is beauty?
It is not seen with the eyes
But felt in the heart
It's the ability to find beauty in the most unlikeliest of places
It's the ability find beauty in oneself
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