He told me I looked better without the filter
what does that even mean?
He’s never seen me without except for the few occasions in person
in which I still wear makeup to hide my various insecurities
I can’t get that text out of my head
why does this bother me so much?
Maybe because all I’ve ever known is guys who adore me with makeup?
Is this what my standards have come to..
Using filters to hide all my flaws..
I tried to take a picture today without one…
it ended in tears and no picture sent at all.
All I see are my bushy uneven brows,
my short lashes, and pale lips.
my fat nose, and uneven skin tone,
which may even be too dark for a guy like him…
All I see are the chubby cheeks when I smile, and my ever so slightly yellow teeth.
I see that one crooked tooth, even though the rest are straight,
that one just bothers me.
I can’t stand my complexion.
This uneven bumpy skin.
The blackheads on my nose
and the dark circles under my eyes,
marking how long it’s been since a good night of rest.
I don’t see what he sees.
Isn’t that sad.
The internet and social standards tell me everything I have is bad.
I don’t understand why he doesn’t like the filter.
It makes me so much better.
Slims down my nose and face
and fixes my blemishes, making my skin so clear.
Adds a pink tint to my lips, and longer lashes on my eyes.
even on occasion makes my smile brighter and the same with my under eyes.
It makes me look “pretty”.
according to Americas standards.
I feel like a princess.
Worthy of being loved by others.
This is what The World has come to.
These awful beauty standards
I have to wear a filter.
Just to make myself feel better.
- Author: emptythoughts (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2024 16:56
- Comment from author about the poem: beauty standards
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Comments1
This is quite sad empty
What happens if someone pulls the plug and the internet goes down ?
No filter no hiding just you
That got to be ok he LIKES/prefers that
Beauty always has and always will be in the eye of the beholder
Far to harsh on yourself
You like how you look when using filter
He prefers you without
Gotta be win win
Beauty comes from the inside
It's unique
That same filter is cloning thousands to all look alike
He and I like you as yourself
Hopefully you can see yourself as we do
Thank you, I’m trying to see myself as others do too
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