I feel like I’ve started to see people differently lately.

Rather than focusing on physical appearance at first glance-

I take note of their intentions.

What they enjoy, how they treat others, or just the energy they give off.

But I notice that I also kind of feel their insecurities.

But that ends up making them even more beautiful.

Maybe, insecurities aren’t something to hide, or avoid.

Maybe they’re something human that we can express with pride,

maybe turn them into something beautiful like us.

Maybe, we can all learn to see each other and ourselves inside out.

Noticing the person first, almost forgetting about their outwards appearance.

Maybe, that way we can be happy.