Welcome to a world where perfection is
attainted thru acceptance into an elite social
class. A world where glamour and expensive
attire blanket the wealthy. The so called
“Beautiful People”. The same world that
shuns deformity’s, ridiculous the eccentric
and fear’s life’s elaborate plan to birth differences.
People’s intolerable ways of restrictions
is just another way individuals are robbed
Stripped of what makes us who we are
in a world of beautiful flaws
Scars that bind heart to flesh is a trait of
humankind. The flesh recite’s a story of
beautiful hate that has been recycled thru
the generations. Judgment defeats the
ability to open up ones eyes. We were all
once dirt till we first breathed life.
Crassly over-looked the simple and the weak
It’s a vicious circle we can’t seem to stop
Witness how they encourage their disgust
directed towards us … the beautifully flawed
For me, beauty is abrasive tattoo’s and
poorly painted fingernails of black and blue.
The color’s of my soul. The integrity of being
wrong .. or ugly .. or different .. w/o the fear
or care of being judged. For me, beauty is art
in the form of loud music containing vulgar
lyrics and poetry that reflects the struggles of life.
Re-focus the eyes you once used to view
In an existence where you only get one shot
Proud to be encircled by the flesh you see
because like YOU .. I AM beautifully flawed
Copyright © Angel Campbell