Hey everyone,
It was truly wonderful meeting each and every one of you. Your kindness, warmth, and camaraderie made this experience unforgettable. I'll carry these memories with me always. Take care
Signing off,
Cloie (Real name: Diya)
In a world of filters and selfies galore,
Where likes and follows define our score,
If I'm pretty, they say I can't have a care,
No room for insecurities, no space to spare.
But am I not human, with feelings deep?
Can't I struggle, can't I sometimes weep?
Just because my face fits some ideal,
Doesn't mean my heart can't ache and feel.
"You're perfect," they say, but what do they know?
The battles within, the doubts that grow.
Am I not allowed to question my worth,
To navigate the complexities of birth?
I may be pretty, but I'm still me,
With flaws and fears, just like you see.
So let me feel, let me be real,
Insecurities and all, let them reveal.
For beauty fades, but what's inside,
Is where true strength and beauty reside.
So yes, I may be pretty, but hear my plea,
To be seen as human, just like thee.
~Cloie
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Comments2
The pool certainty getting very shallow.
there are far too many self obsessed individuals these days who flock like sheep around the latest look, gizmo or gadget .. I truly fear for the future and wonder whether they will eventually develop sufficient insight and self awareness to see how stupid, if not pathetic they really are ..
Strewth, please forgive the rant but I couldn't help myself .. I enjoyed my visit here today and agree entirely with the view that beauty and aesthetics are both in the eye of the beholder and that both change over time .. whereas what makes us uniquely individual i.e our personality, mind and spirit often get more beautiful or attractive over time .. Anyway, here's me wishing you All Good Things .. 💛👍
Neville
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