One wonders why can't we just ignore our insecuritiy
I'm To fat, To skinny.
Not hot, Not pretty.
Wish I was her, Wish I was him.
Wish I was tanned, Wish I was slim...
...Imperfection
Flawed Complexion
like an inner infection..
And the list dreads on
Until the person we used to be is dead and gone.
Either from insecure withdrawal
Or until we plastic ourselves hollow.
Why can't we just be happy the way we are.
Why do young woman starve themselves.
To match up to the unmatchable, unattainable, mannequins in our media.
Why do imperfect people burn there money on scalpels and plastic
Why must we be so drastic
for imperfection, flawless.
it is only dream, conjured by the insecure mind.
Open your mothafuckin eyes, your blind.
To the real beauty, inside.
of me, of you.
It`s key, it`s true
You`ll know that all those dam times you sat at home and cried.
Because of the jerks and bitches that thrashed your pride.
With attacks to how you looked or acted.
Just remember that every fuckin thing that they said, was a lie.
Because they have there own insecurities that had them distracted.
And it made them feel better to act the way that they acted
About themselves.
You`re dealt a hand of cards.
Just use it,
Don`t lose it.
Because that is who you are.
- Joshua Hembruff-Pronk
