Growing up I always knew
Beauty came from within.
Repeated like a sacred phrase,
Followed like a queen's parade.
Never had I imagined,
How horrible 'real' beauty was
Until I ended up in high school
Where everywhere were clones.
Growing up I always knew
Individuality was what kept us apart.
Never kept in hiding,
Always brought toward the light.
Never did I think,
What individuality was
Until I knew about cliques
And the cruelty of individuality as a whole.
All these concepts got me to be
The one person who never conformed,
Who never broke down.
Because I'm stronger than one group.
And I can admit,
My unique differences.
For I was born an indivdual...
So why would I ruin that beauty?
Author notes
Not the best, I havent written for about 2 months now. It's a little rusty but...it'll have to do =]
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the celebration of individuality in this. Why are people sheeps in society instead of just being who we are?!! Love it...
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You are definetly a unique and beautiful person. This poem is soooo true; you took the thoughts from my head. I enjoyed the sincerity in it.
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