Beautiful.

"i would sell my soul
to be as beautiful as you
i will not feel whole
till i'm as beautiful as you
this pain you've never felt
'cause i'm not as beautiful as you
i would kill myself
to be as beautiful as you"

what kind of beautiful though?

Who decided what beautiful is? Who chose the perfect women or man, and have they ever even existed? Who ever they are, they were as human as the rest of us. The good-looking, the plain, the disabled, the athletic, the thin, the large, the happy, the sad, the tall, the short, and so many more. All human.



I am human and I need to be loved
Just like anybody else does."

--The Smiths, "How Soon Is Now"


Walking through a hall of faces
(waking from a nine month slumber)
I didn't have the best of choice
(Didn't make my own desision)
I wish I could steal your face
While you're in your beauty sleep

--Zoe Lee, "Beautiful."

You know, it's a mirror to your soul
You have it
Then you notice that you're beautiful
("I'm really really beautiful")
Then you have it deep inside your soul

--Erasure, "Mirror To Your Soul"



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