All Along
You are beautiful in your own skin,
Nonetheless you refuse,
To look within.
Your tears filled with questions,
Wonders of why,
You're not thin enough,
Pretty enough,
Why you don't look like all the others.
Still,
You wonder about,
All the reasons that make you cry.
With societies standards,
Forced upon your fragile soul,
You are bound to break.
Unless you look within,
To discover,
That you have been,
Beautiful all along.