Look within those small monsters we all named as our flaws,
Those little monsters aren't actually flaws until you allow them to be called your imperfections,
Let me be your mirror this time to remind you of your beauty not another person not another cause,
Let your soul to this beauty be a reflection,
It'll take a wise soul to understand that beautiful is just a word and a wise soul to love you,
To understand that beauty isn't a compulsion
To our souls this beauty is just a tatoo,
You love the colour black then why beautiful isn't that dark complexion?
Giant or dwarf? Skinny or fat?fairer or darker?
Beauty exist in all states,
It takes darkness for the moon to glow and
Its takes our flaws for our strengths to shimmer,
But let these little monsters turn into our strengths instead of people's baits.