Can You Tell Me?

Ever since the 5th grade

Every thing has changed

Not just the lessons taught

Not just the change in thought

The people

The society

And I, myself, have changed

I’m sure you can see

That none of us are the same

None of us look the same

I look at others and see beauty

Looking at myself the beauty that I once thought I had, has left

While the bad thoughts that go against my looks now linger

What is Beauty?

Can you tell me?