Tell me what pretty is.
Go on, tell me.
What’s the first thing that comes to mind?
It’s a girl.
She’s tall; she has long hair, pretty feminine.
Okay… but tell me
What. Is. Pretty?
Everyone says that pretty is what you make it
Pretty is what everyone has
I disagree because everyone is NOT pretty
Everyone is. PERIOD.
We all have our own style but
We are not better than the other
We are human
This is life, not a competition
And because we live this way, we are always searching for recognition
But we are fake
Pretty is fake
The only thing that should be pretty to us is our planet
But we dress up and use all these materials to help us, make us look “pretty”
But we forget
We are just making the world ugly
Because, physically it destroys the planet
All the garbage piled up because we want to be “pretty”
We see clothes, hairspray cans, bottles and other sorts of things
Instead of the green and blue, we see brown
Brown as far as the eye can see
Because of us
Socially, it’s ugly
Society tells us to do one thing and then another then we get caught in between.
Society is a hypocrite
Because of all this time figuring out how and why to be pretty
I quit because it tears us apart as a community
And every day, every freakin’ day, is a pageant of dolls
Posters and ads of “pretty” women and men in all the malls
Now, I’m not hatin’
I speak what I think is true
And all I want to do is tell you
That yes, pretty is okay
But why all the fuss?
Take that pretty to not only apply to yourselves but to the rest of the world around you
‘cuz I say that we are only as pretty as the world
And you know what the world looks like