I'm at a point in my life
Where when I cry, nobody asks
Why has your happiness gone
At this point all they do is stare
And I know that I can never be
As good as the others, so all I do
Is stare at them and wish I was them
We live in a misguided world
A world educated to believe that beauty
Yes, the useless trait called beauty
Can dominate the supreme trait of wisdom
And where the wisdom of the older ones
Is thrown away for promises of new things
That can make you beautiful and popular
But nobody really understands how useless
Their beauty really is, it can't help you
Even those who are beautiful struggle
With things such as homelessness
Destitute, sobbing, cutting, bleeding
Did your beauty help you get up in the world
No! It just made everyone stare at you
With their judgemental eyes, comparing you
To all the other beautiful people they've met
In their long lives, they focus on perfection
Perfect faces, perfect bodies, perfect views
But never on other's cognitive abilities
I ask the people who stare at me crying
Have you never seen a girl as ugly as me
I guarantee you you don't think much of me
Because I may not fit the beauty standards
But you never think of my mind, which is
Truly fractured, but truly whole
Wholly full of thoughts and wholly fractured
Fractures of self-hate and bullies
Gathered for years and ruminating like meat
As blood poured from my heart, did you care
No, because I was never beautiful enough
Not beautiful enough for anyone, but surely
Surely I am not a failure, because I'm wise
My wisdom can easily distinguish
False from true; and so I crush your standards
With one movement of my heel, I can destroy
Everything you believed in is lies
Quickly turned to dust by a girl without your
Standard of beauty and standards of propriety
However, I am a wise girl, and I can end you
And your foolish standards all in one blow
If you didn't already know- don't underestimate me
Now you know, wisdom crushes beauty every time.