Beauty.
A word that holds strong meaning in the world of today,
but have you once thought, what is the true definition of the word?
has it occurred to you that beauty is only what we see in shows and magazines,
have you never thought to yourself what is beautiful and what is not,
and why do we give anyone the right to determine and define what beauty is,
why is the plump girl ugly and the slender one beautiful,
have you never thought that it is unfair,
we are all made in different ways,
some short some tall.
but why does the color of her eyes make her ugly?
why does his spots make him ugly?
And what exactly is 'ugly'?
what is beauty?
does beauty have to be the face and body alone,
how about the mind,
the heart,
why do we condemn the people who are said to be ugly?
and why do we praise the beautiful?
The definition of beauty would remain as it is,
a fog of opinion after opinion,
a mirror that has been covered with a black sheet,
the definition of beauty remains a mystery.
for beauty in the nineteenth century and beauty in the twentieth century cannot be compared.
The definition of beauty would continue to evolve,
and we would remain ignorant to its meaning, slaves to what we do not know,
Slaves to what we think we know but we do not know, and we cannot know.
Like a tree that bears the fruit we plant, beauty only has one definition, and it is the one we give it,
there would be people who want you to submit to their definition,
but the only definition that matters is the one you give it.