The Price of Beauty

Everyone wishes that they could be beautiful or attractive To be lusted for by all, having the choice of anyone they wish Being stared at from all directions in awe Such a thing is envied, until one knows the cost There is a constant fight against those who do not deserve Those who wish for the privileges you can give out With so much desire that they will take what belongs to you Beauty comes with a painful cost that never fades People will love you for the shell of your appearance Instead of the embodiment of your spirit that lies within Discerning those who love you, and those who love your body A near daily task that has to be attended to Often eyes become too much to be bared And one wishes that they could simply become invisible Hiding away from the wolves who are in constant hunt Of pretty things to ravage selfishly without care The price of beauty is danger The price of beauty is fake people The price of beauty is violence The price of beauty is being scarred forever