I gawk at the model in amazement,
Noticing her "true" perfection and style.
With her in mind I hit the pavement,
Forcing myself to go that extra mile.
No matter how many times I am told,
"If only you can see yourself through my eyes,
You are perfecct with beauty you uphold.
Those pictures we see are just filled with lies."
Yet, I don't stand alone with this feeling.
Others try to cover up what's inside.
Faking no matter how unappealing.
We live a life of someone else to get by.
But instead of hiding ourselves like a chore,
We must remember that less is more.