A/N: This is a bit short, but its mostly a self love poem.
Beauty is not what you seek for,
but its reckoned to be something you have within.
It's not the standards that we cannot push,
its the true beauty within that we can't discover.
You don't have to reform yourself in order to look beautiful,
you just need to discover your exact type.
You are beautiful.
You are worth it.
It's the society that is monstrous.
It's the aristocracy that wants you to satisfy their criteria.
Each individual on this planet is special.
No one is less appealing or spectacular,
it just takes the appropriate man to see it.