She looks for everyone's approval, and its almost sad to see
That she concerns herself with petty things that aren’t important to anybody
She bases her whole worth on her beauty,              
                                                             her values are clearly displaced
She searches for love with her image alone,
                                                           her body,
                                                                         her hair,
                                                                                       her face.
She craves the attention her looks give her,
                                                              for its the only attention she has ever been shown

How sad it must be to live life as she does, surrounded by admirers but still,
                                                   somehow,
                                              ….....alone.......

All her energy and time is devoted to her beauty,
                                                                     she is a Glorious shell ...with nothing inside

Thrown into the arms of a boy who will hurt her as soon as his interests in her appeal subside

She constantly asks how she looks,
                                                     she desperately searches for praise from anyone to see

A naive child, finds she is only known for her body

But if not for her attraction,
                                        What would there be?

A lonely little girl doomed to being nobody.

She cannot abandon this life that she knows,
                                                                 For its the only one she knows best
The illusion she portrays is the power that she holds in a world where there is no rest.

While some would die for this beauty she has,
                                                        in reality it causes her pain and a nagging unfulfilled urge

                                        Starving herself,
                                        Crying at night,
                                        Having the eyes of others
                                        And a mirror
                                        Rule her life
Cause an emptiness she longs to purge



While some seek love from its innermost source she finds it in its most fading mirage

But to face the world with closed eyes and only your naked soul to be seen....
                                                
                                                That
                                         Is true Courage.