As insecure toddlers, we were often told by our parents that inner beauty is more important than outer beauty. This is how they were able to instill in us the confidence we may have today, whenever we represent ourselves in front of other people. However, this is something I find to be quite inaccurate.  If you ask a random person about what they find beautiful and attractive, most of them would probably begin to describe a person’s physical attributes than the internal attributes.

Beauty is defined to be the perfect balance and harmony with nature, which may lead to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being. Since the attraction is subjective, the term “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” takes place. Many individuals would like to believe that looks are never important, and that judgments should be based on a person’s internal well-being instead of its outer counterparts.

In our modern society, external beauty is more favorable since everything becomes more convenient, than when you only have internal beauty. People will always see your external beauty the moment they see you and not that beautiful mind and soul of yours, and that’s what makes them attracted to you. Just like with expensive cars, the moment a car is put into the market, the consumer who will buy them would first look at their exterior first before they would look for its driving ability; no matter how good its performance may be, these people would always look at its exterior. Also, external beauty can help you be successful, it can land you jobs, earn more money, and help you be treated with more respect by strangers than those with internal beauty.

The preference for external beauty than internal beauty is what is wrong in our current society. We live up to the evolved norms of society that we have started to grow backwards. Outer beauty fades, and no matter how beautiful you are on the outside, once people get to know you, you’d be nothing but a simple less attractive human being than you once were. I would leave a wonderful quote here written by a great author: “A tree may look as beautiful as ever; but when you notice the insects infesting it, and the tips of the branches that are brown from disease, even the trunk seems to lose some of its magnificence.”

I sat and stared at the sun
And at its descent I'm stunned,
For it's passing is beautiful
Like sitting through a musical;

A mixture of blue, orange, and yellow
Makes me feel quite mellow,
And as the sun leaves its final scene
It creates a sight to be seen;

But now finally I will sit
Staring at that beautiful sunset;
And I'll shed a tear at its sight
While I say hello to a starry night.

I'd sing the songs with you in my mind,
I'd spell my name with yours on its side,
I'd pen my odes and you'd be the muse,
I'd be the moon to brighten your blues.

I'd fight my doubts to see your heart,
I'd think of you as the loveliest art,
So I'd paint blooms while we are apart,
And smile lovingly for your silly remarks.

But you'd never know these little quirks,
For I'd do them all behind these booming fireworks.
I've written tons of letters for you;
Kept in a box after nearly being sent.