i can see the lights gleam and slowly i'mfalling
fog turns the lights into fuzzy circles
hard to adjust your eyes but when you do, they're there
they're there
snow on the mountains turns the world to a picture
a blanket of white to cover the dirty underbrush
a cover to mask the harsh reality of the world
but the dirt is still there
it's there
like makeup to mask someone
hide their face
its still the same person but beautified, their flaws covered
the real them is still there
they're there
why do we hide?
is it to protect others?
is it to protect ourselves?
the only way to make things better is to focus on what we have
only then can we make it better
clean up the original, don't cover it with snow and makeup and lights to beautify it
the only way to make things better is to appreciate what we have
be grateful for the mountains, even if they're dirty
some people don't get to see the mountains at all
be grateful for your appearance, even if someone else is prettier
some people would do anything to look like you
there will always be people better-off than you, there's nothing you can do
there will always be people worse-off than you, too
and that's when you realize...
use what you have, give excess to the people less fortunate
the creatures less fortunate
the areas less fortunate
the first step to making anything better
is giving it love
love the mountains, though they have scraggly trees and broken branches covering them
even though they aren't as pretty as the alps
love your face, even if you have a scar on your cheek
even if you don't think you're as pretty as your best friend
because even if they're not perfect to you
they're perfect to someone else
someone likes these mountains more because it's rare to have an avalanche
the underbrush that you thought was ugly will stop the snow from falling
someone likes you more because they thing you're tough and pretty
that scar that you thought was unattractive makes them think of you as cute and badass
find the positive
adjust and bring light to the negative
make things better instead of covering them up
and then
only then
will you be able to make things better
and then
only then
will you be able to be completely happy as you are
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L💕ve,
sentimental-unicorn
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why we hide
Poetryi can see the lights gleam and slowly i'm falling fog turns the lights into fuzzy circles hard to adjust your eyes but when you do, they're there they're there ... a poem helping us realize how to appreciate what we have and use it to help others