From the size of her breast to the width of her thighs
Can cause the greatest smiles or the most tearful eyes
From magazines to beauty queens
What am i really seeing?
The say to feel pretty yet the girl on their walls don\'t match me at all
Am i insecure? Sure that one way to say it
Same as the rose that looses value the minute it becomes someone\'s profit
When i look at nature i see what beauty really means
But in today\'s people so much beauty goes unseen
Behind each mask is nature ready to grow
But is smothered by this \"beauty\" we think we know
But even the prettiest of faces with a body to die for
Stay up all night crying still wanting more
This so called beauty has become a chore
When does the half filled cup become full ?
Will we ever see what is beautiful?