Why try pretending
Why cover up our imperfections
For it is those imperfections
That make us beautiful.
Beauty isn't based on what you wear,
How much you weigh
Or how make-up you put on
It's based on who you are
Rest in peace Mirror.
My new ex best friend.
For you never showed me
The real me.
Just the reflection of the skin
Not one of the heart.
The world isn't an ugly place
Some things are a waste of space.
Delete negativity.
True beauty resides in us.
It's deep in our souls
Something that no material can emulate.
YOU ARE READING
Unwritten
RandomThese are poems reflecting my thoughts as well as my emotions. An engagement in the art of poetry. Words that were left unsaid.
