Beneath the mask of flawless skin,
Lies a heart longing to be seen,
Society’s whispers carve the mold,
While true beauty remains untold.

The mirror’s gaze is cold and harsh,
Measuring worth with lines and scars,
Yet in the depth of soulful eyes,
A radiant truth begins to rise.

Beyond the veil of painted grace,
Lives a spirit time cannot erase,
Embrace the flaws, the scars, the tears,
For in their truth, beauty appears.

Let not the world’s shallow decree,
Define the essence of your beauty,
For in the heart’s unguarded light,
Lies a beauty pure and infinite.