Monday, April 11, 2011

Beautiful

Do you know what I think is beautiful?

People faces when they think something is beautiful. When they can see something worthy of their undivided attention. What society can be. What people can do, and how people can change, and relate, and love. The unscathed, the untouched by humans' filthy hands. Those society hasn't ruined.

Innocence. That is what I think is beautiful.

I guess sometimes the only hope you can hold onto is that, maybe, someday, somewhere, things will change.

There will be no drugs. There will be no irreverence. There will not be a certain way you must act. There will not be certain things you must do to become 'pretty'. There will be no such thing as 'sexy' or 'hot', just beautiful. There will be no manipulating of minds. There will be no liars, or cheaters, or fake people. There will be humans, who understand that they can make mistakes, they will make mistakes, and they should learn from those mistakes.



Someday, somewhere, somehow, everything will be alright.

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