What Is Beauty?

Pretending I'm ready,

Though my world is anything but steady.

Placing a smile on my face,

Lying with far to simple grace.

Showing them an unreal me,

Wondering if this is how things must be.

Questioning why I drop every tear.

As I start to cry over here.

They ask me "What's wrong?"

And I pretend to be strong.

I say, "Nothing".

Then turn and whisper; "Everything".

The amount of times I lie about what I feel.

How easy it is to say things that aren't real.

Changing myself to what people expect.

So they might finally look at me and accept.

What is beauty?

The twist flaws of humanity.

-Exkai Jade Satiro-Synonym Of Depression-

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was orginally just writing my feelings. That's really what this poem is. it's just me saying how is I am of pretending to be someone im not. It's the personification of how beautiful the world's thin line of acceptance is. I titled it what is beauty because its the theme of my schools upcoming literature contest. So im entering it.

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Afzal Shauq's picture

true ...beauty is pride ..thats why beautiful always seem proud and cruel too.. after a long time there is a sweet poem from my friend side... miss more of your poems too and hope you didnt forget me too as before...