On a journey we all are, and life is filled with schemes...
Ones that sometimes make me question what “truths” are to be believed
A pretty face, a flashy style society may deem
Important to a populous hell-bent on glossy dreams
I wonder if I'm often lost to dictates that “know best”
But I end up thinking of myself and demystify the rest
Beauty is what eyes may “see” depending on “who wears what”
A face that shines, a matching doctrine of who/what can't keep up
But I have come to understand that beauty is skin deep
And surpasses outer promises of what you're supposed to “reap”
The beauty of a smile, a heart, and a soul that says “no more”
To eyes that tend to desecrate what's possibly in store
Superficial promises of “riches” should you follow
a set of “rules” inherent in those who have a “claim” on tomorrow
But when you really look deeper, you find the truth in store
The insecurity of human nature, not perfection galore
There is much to be said about “success” if it's defined under these terms
I am not obliged to follow if my heart and soul can't yearn
For what I truly desire in life, a beauty in itself
Defined by character and strength and joy turned into wealth
It's wealth that's felt and heard and seen by me and those who dare
To open up their hearts to truths abounding in their care
So maybe one day the heart and soul of beauty will awaken sleepy parts
In those who care to illustrate what makes their life jump-start
For now I smile and take it in, the “sights and sounds” I mean
Of what surrounds me too often, I care more to be free
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