Few months ago my mum told me how low self esteem caused depression to her when she was young. I thought to myself that there would be other females too who might live with such kinda misconception that they are ugly. I personally think that no female is ugly , they are all blissfully graceful in their own unique ways & this poem intends to highlight the fact that it’s more important to have a beautiful personality than to have physical beauty.
To them I am a disgrace
They despise me when they look at my face.
With a stigma I deal with depression,
numb & cold I’m in isolation.
The world confronts me with cruelty,
Ignoring my blissful personality.
Wish people were wise & they could realize,
That it’s in the personality where true beauty lies.
Physical beauty is an illusion for the eye,
It rapidly fades away with time.
But my personality is like wine,
With age it’ll transmute into something divine.