Butterfly

Looking into the mirror is true torture. All that you look at is the misshapen body and imperfect face to see the true person within. You can only assume everything by one virtue. All anybody cares about is the outside appearance, anyways. They don’t stay long enough to discover the true personality that lies deep within the heart and soul. I wish that it would change. I wish that people stayed long enough to find that inner-beauty and cared if someone had a problem or issue. I believe that butterflies are the definition of true beauty. They begin in life as a scraggly, ugly caterpillar. But through an event of maturity, they become a magnificently striking butterfly. With strong wings that sparkle in the sunlight, they can pursue anything within them.