I may be aspiring to so many labels
Right now that of being beautiful…
By understanding beauty, attempting to live it.
How difficult is my task?
That what comes intrinsically (and I’m sure it comes to every woman, every person)
Must be convoluted and harshly toyed with to make it appear distinct,
To force it into existence.
If you just assured me I’m beautiful
And stayed with me forever, then
There would be no reason to be this person I’m becoming.