She grew into her mothers face

She grew into her mothers 

face, her hips so spherical, her

skin as silky smooth as a politicians 

lie, her lips so voluminous and 

her eyes so mesmerizing

So why can't she love herself?

why is it that society feels as if

they have the audacity to sit 

there and pick on your flaws as if 

you were meant to be born flawless?

well, darling you are flawless, grow

to love your skin the way your skin

wants to be seen, love yourself the

way you would love another, become

one with the crowfeet forming on the 

side of your eyes, develop a bond with 

the bags under your eyes and relish the 

dark red veins that burst under your 

eyes like misconceptions when 

presented with reality 

See darling, the truth is no amount of 

surgery will fix your inner self worth 

within, no doctor will help 

diagnose the truth you are hiding so 

well, no amount of hair dye or fake 

eyelashes will capture society's view

on you, unluckily society will always 

be against you, they will place the 

wrecking ball on your chest and 

slam you for not being able to take 

it off

So darling I say, you are the image 

of your mother, you are the cells

of your father, you are the Pablo

Picasso on my wall, a master piece

of truth and beauty

Reviews

[Gaurav]

I could totally felt proud of this poem Lila. So awesome has it been written and the clear understanding of the inner beauty make this creation of yours a masterpiece. I hope you and i and everybody recognize the inherent flaws in the concept of 'shallow view'. Keep it up. It is beautiful.

[Lilaa]

Thank you for the feedback! I really do hope people understand that their skin is beautiful without the saying of others!

[TimBrul]

This is really beautiful, I like your style :)

[Lilaa]

I really appreciate the feed back, thank you :D