In the glass, reflections lie,
Whispering tales of who to be,
Standards set by strangers’ eyes,
A cage of beauty we can’t see.

With painted masks, we play the part,
Chasing dreams that aren’t our own,
Yearning for a perfect art,
In a world of hearts turned to stone.

But true beauty breaks the mold,
Found in laughter, tears, and scars,
It’s a story brave and bold,
Written in the light of stars.

Let us shatter mirrored lies,
Embrace the flaws that make us real,
For in our truths, the beauty lies,
A beauty no mask can conceal.