Simplicity is beauty, they said but
I think, they misunderstood the word, "simplicity".
It doesn't matter if you're girly and kikay.
It doesn't matter if you wear heavy make ups to hide all your scars.
It doesn't matter if you flaunt your skin with pride.
It doesn't matter if they call you a whore, bitch or slut.
It doesn't matter.
Why should it be?
The truth will always prevail
Because for me, the truest form of beauty is the simplicity of the heart.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Want To Forget
PoetryAnxiety leads to poetry and this is my only way presenting myself... naked.
