Define Your Beauty By Who You Are, Not What People See
Do you ever forget how beautiful the world can be? Yes, I know there are so many ugly things that happen every day, but the world is still a beautiful place. That’s kind of where my mind is at right now, I know I am I beautiful but sometimes I tend to forget. Like on Tuesday, 5/9/17, I had no idea what I wanted to wear so I chose my “boyfriend” jeans, a t-shirt, and my hair thrown in a ponytail with a head band, and guess what I did not feel beautiful. I felt like a slob and I went to work looking like that! I was pretty embarrassed with myself and just hoped no one really important walked in that day.
Then I stopped and thought to myself, why does your appearance have to be what makes you beautiful? It’s just hair. It’s just clothes. Hey, at least you got out of bed, and graced the world with your presence. Just like in the world today, there are ugly things happening but that doesn’t make the world ugly. In fact walk outside after you read this, and listen to your surroundings, look at the trees and plants, feel the breeze on your skin. Those things are not ugly. They are beautiful. Just like you are. You’re appearance, doesn’t define your beauty. Your self-confidence and personality defines your beauty.
I may be looking like a straight up slob, but I know that’s not what defines my beauty. My beauty comes from within and who I am. There’s nothing on the outside that defines who I am. My appearance shows my style but it’s not me. I strive to be kind-hearted and respectful. I can’t stand negativity because it makes things look ugly. Being positive, is a form a beauty to me. It helps you see the beauty in everything that surrounds you. So, remember this, your beauty is who you are on the inside, not your appearance.
You are not your age,
Nor the size of the clothes you wear,
You are not a weight,
Or the color of your hair.
You are not your name.
Or the dimples in your cheeks,
You are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak,
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You’re the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried,
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
When you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places that you’ve been to,
And the one that you call home,
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom,
And the future you dream of,
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems that you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not