A flower petal, vibrant and smooth, beckons your eye
It falls to the floor starting to wither and dry
Further, it fails as it browns and decays
Its beauty is flawed but still, it proudly displays
Such are we in this world as we enter and leave
Our efforts in vain as we conceal and deceive
Beauty, however, is never really to blame
But vanity disguised with beauty as its name
The efforts that are taken are used as a vice
Exacting a toll, our bodies paying the ultimate price
But beauty is not what we see, nor is it for show
It is the knowledge within and what we may know
Being true to your heart, and letting happiness shine through
This is real beauty, unique only to you
We masquerade the false version each day
Not realizing the dangers of this malicious game that we play
Close your eyes and journey within
Does looking give you a fright or does it give you a grin
This is where your true beauty is stored
Not in the makeup routines we learned and adored
It cannot be achieved from masks and attire
Beauty is being someone to admire
So whether you are flawless or wrinkled and grown
Let your true beauty shine bright and let it to the world be shown.