And while my self worth should not be defined by what people say, it is. I let it be that way, I accept it, and when people tell me of my physical incompetence... I can't help but agree.
It doesn't really matter who defines beauty, because I will never fit the mold a six letter word has formed. I will never be quite enough to be pretty. Because who was ever beautiful by themselves?
I need enhancment, I need change. I need nothing more than to be someone else because anyone but myself would surely be prettier. Would surely be more beautiful.
To preach would be wrong. I do not want to say that "beauty from pain" is wrong; we all know this, yet we still starve because we are never satisfied with our reflections. Oh, I'm sorry... Is it just me?
I know that it's not right. But somehow, it seems to be okay - Anything to be pretty, after all. I will change everything about myself, willingly, if that will change what you see. What you percieve as beauty. I want to be good enough so badly I will give up who I am.
Oh, I'm sorry...I thought that synthetic was what you found attractive. I thought the hair dye and make up and surgery could fix me. But apparently... I will always be ugly. Thank you so much for saving me the time.
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Reflection VS. Reality
PoetryBEAUTY is always going to be at the expense of my health. INTELLIGENCE is always going to make me feel incompetent. WISHES TO BE better will only ever be wishes. TRUST is too dangerous to consider, FAITH is for those who require an explanation, MI...
