What is Beautiful?

The days pass by like the meals she turn down

Her cheeks are permanently stained

With the tears she's shed

Her stomachs grumbling

She runs her finger across her ribs

She stares at herself in the mirror

She sees an ugly overweight monster

She is blind to the truth

Her head burns

All she wanted was to fit in

To be beautiful

Her parents wonder where they went wrong

They don't know

But

She hears them every night

When they argue

About who's fault it was

Little girls painting on fake faces

To be like everyone else

Magazines discouraging people around the world

Creating impossible standards

When this this is normal

We know something is wrong

With the world we live in

Have you ever wondered...

What is beautiful?