They say beauty is on the inside
But even the Nobelist of people
have wicked secrets.
So who really is beautiful?
Beauty is a man made idea
So society can value one person
above the other.
Since there is no real beauty
There's no ugliness either.
Just pretentious people,
Spending their entire lives trying
to prove their better then everybody else.
We all do it.
We are human after all.
We try so hard to be different
But we all end the same way
Copyright © Allison Carver | Year Posted 2015
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