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.