To me, it does make sense. It makes sense in a weird, convoluted way, that I can't describe. It's complicated, an enigma. But I think it's the basic truth in everyone, and the sooner people realize that, the sooner the world will be a better place.
The thing about me is that I want to be beautiful. Not necessarily in the attractive, physical way, but I want there to be something beautiful about me. Everyone, it seems, is beautiful sometimes, even the girl who no one likes. For instance, there's this girl I know, who I'm not exactly friends with, but I try to not shun her outright and I speak to her sometimes. She's not the most attractive girl in the world, and she's not the lightest, but she loves singing. And when she starts to sing, you can tell that she loves it. It's written all over her face and seeps into your consciousness. She might not sing especially well (in my view of course), but she can sing. And she is beautiful when she sings. If she walked around singing all the time, she would have had so many boyfriends by now she wouldn't be able to keep track.
I love singing too, but I don't think I'm beautiful when I sing. I don't know, it's hard to explain, but I want there to be some aspect of beauty in my life. Maybe my writing's beautiful, and that makes people look at me in a new light, or maybe when I laugh (such a cliche, but I can't help it) my whole face changes or something.
My writing isn't particularly beautiful, and my laugh is somewhat harsh, but I know there's one time when I look beautiful. I just need to find it.
If everyone could find out when they look beautiful, then they could think back to that moment whenever they're feeling ugly or down or depressed, and be lifted up.
Beauty is everywhere. We just need to find it.
It's in that twisted, gnarled tree over by the pond that's frozen over in the winter. The trunk is black and scarred, but that's just a testament to how long it's lived, and how many adversities it's faced.
It's in that kid who never talks when they smile, when people get to see a slice of what they might be like if anyone ever bothered to find out.
It's in the summer breeze, cooling you after you've run for a long time. You might be sweaty, and you might be panting, but that breeze makes you feel refreshed. Because of the beauty in it.
The problem with people, especially busy, driven ones, is that we're all too caught up in our social life. Not just talking with friends, because friends are important, but our relationships with other people, and other things. Things such as computers, and televisions. You might not realize it at first, but these things practically control our lives (or at least most teenagers). Think about it. When was the last time you went outside and watched the sunset? When was the last time you ran around in a field, or just took a walk somewhere? I'm not suggesting we do these things in winter, because winter is a horrible season and it's way too cold outside to go walk around or run in a field. But...
When was the last time you had an adventure?
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