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Beauty Through Broken Glass

September 22, 2015
By Anonymous

I am beautiful

Someone once said

Me?

As I laid in bed that night I thought

Me?

Beautiful?

They didn't mean it

What do they see?

It can't be me

I'm ugly

Useless

Others blindfolded muses

When all I see are flaws

Walls cover up the real me

Please don't flatter me

Your words don't matter to me

The compliments are mindless chatter to me

Don't waste your breath.

 

They say that beautiful is such a strong word

But stronger is heard by herds of young and younger girls

Lacking confidence

The publicized nonsense that rings their ears

Because if their true beauty would only echo the realization that they are not only beautiful, but beauty-full

They are musical instruments being played by society

Harsh harps being plucked by the wrong hands, releasing twangs instead of the wonderful melodies they were meant to be

Because in reality

They need to see that I AM THE ONLY ME

And that I...

Am the definition of beauty.


The author's comments:

I wrote this piece about girls and women who struggle to find their true beauty, because in today's society it is so hard to see your worth and beauty. I wrote the poem in "two parts" so to say. The first part is the perspecitve of a women and how she struggles feeling confident in not only her beauty, but the realization of her beauty through other people's eyes. The second part of the poem is the perspective of a woman who sees beauty for what it really is, and how she has realized that finding beauty in yourself is what is important in life.


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