Standards, society, beauty

We say we hate the society
For they judge us openly
We say we wont conform with the media
For they have contorted standards
And yet when we look at the others
We judge them immediately
And when we look at ourselves
You dont even see the beauty for it is not like the one on t.v.



We see others laughing
Thinking how could it be easy for them yet an excruciating struggle for us
We see how their lips spread wide
While our heart breaks apart
We see the brightness of their life
While we see the shadows of our past
We hear their giggles
While we get haunted by our monsters’ growls
But then again who are they  and who are we
Maybe for them we are they and they are we
And we are just all great actors
And getting by each day is our award