This poem is about the unrealistic beauty standards people are almost forced to follow to even be liked. I've struggled with body image so I guess this poem hits home a bit. Thanks for reading:)
Seriously, stop littering! All of these pictures put together? A trash can is ALWAYS somewhere near. Thanks to @qimagine for picking up trash in her park!
"I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world" - Louis Armstrong, What A Wonderful World.
Image: https://www.deviantart.com/aerro...
This poem is about the unrealistic beauty standards people are almost forced to follow to even be liked. I've struggled with body image so I guess this poem hits home a bit. Thanks for reading:)
Seriously, stop littering! All of these pictures put together? A trash can is ALWAYS somewhere near. Thanks to @qimagine for picking up trash in her park!
"I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world" - Louis Armstrong, What A Wonderful World.
Image: https://www.deviantart.com/aerro...