beautiful you ;;

We are a lot like a stone, the rawness in us and our personality, what makes us us is the stone of who we are. Our life plays the part of a sculpter, it soften outs the rough edges of our persona and shines the stone until it looks like marble. Once it’s done we become sculptures, works of art
—  We are constantly begin formed into something better but we never leave our raw natures behind, we all have that beautiful potentional already within us
I just want you to know... your beautiful.

Little girl fourteen flipping through a magazine Says she wants to look that way But her hair isn’t straight her body isn’t fake And she’s always felt overweight Well little girl fourteen I wish that you could see That beauty is within your heart And you were made with such care your skin your body and your hair Are perfect just the way they are
There could never be a more beautiful you Don’t buy the lies disguises and hoops they make you jump through You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do So there could never be a more beautiful you