In mirrors, reflections whisper tales,
Of beauty carved by unseen hands,
Expectations, like shadows, prevail,
Yet freedom awaits in self-made lands.

Eyes chase the fleeting, elusive glow,
In a world sculpted by distant ideals,
But true beauty finds its gentle flow,
In the heart where authenticity heals.

Voices rise to challenge the norm,
Breaking chains of conformity’s might,
Each soul a unique, vibrant storm,
Illuminating the path with inner light.

Let not these standards dim your fire,
For beauty’s essence lies within,
Embrace the truth, your own desire,
And let your genuine journey begin.