In mirrors we search, reflections we chase,
Standards set high, a relentless race.
Beauty defined by fleeting trends,
A never-ending path that never ends.
Eyes that compare, hearts that despair,
A vision of perfection, so rare.
Yet in the soul, true beauty lies,
Beyond the mask, beyond the eyes.
Society whispers, dictates whatâs right,
We bend and mold, in the harsh light.
But in the shadows, where silence speaks,
True beauty shines, unique and meek.
Embrace the flaws, the scars, the lines,
In every imperfection, true beauty finds.
Standards will fade, but self-love remains,
A timeless beauty, free of chains.