That girl on the last bench. Her eyes shine with the pride of living a life of her own. Her smile makes the world stand at her feet, for it is so confident that it can defeat the world. Her long hairs, flow with the wind, and enhance her grandeur of being at the top. That look on her face wins hearts of many. But she is not beautiful for her looks, she is beautiful for herself, the way she conquers the world with her touch of confidence.
That girl on the first bench. Twinkling eyes, with that spirit of independence in them that can make the sunshine stand low. Blushing cheeks that metaphor the glory of her future. Her short hairs, quite above the shoulders, bouncing on each step she takes, showing that those mere steps will take her to splendor. The innocence in her face that melts hearts of millions. But her true beauty comes from her vision. The bliss that she carries with her. The spirit of her life that inspires many. She is not beautiful for the way she looks, but way she sees the world with her eyes.
That girl who sits alone at the corner. Her eyes are wet, yet they sparkle, for she knows there is an end to her agonies. She smiles seldom but when she does, that look on her face is picturesque. That smile is never fake, as it has struggled its way through misery. Her hairs are rough and curly, yet she does not give a damn because she likes it that way. Her face reflects tussle between herself and the world. She is beautiful for her search of her identity, for her search of a place in this world. She is a piece of beauty for her optimism that has kept her going for long.
These girls are not beautiful just for something as fake as looks, for looks are illusions of one’s mind. They are beautiful for being what they are, for living the way they want to, for the spark in themselves, for their struggle that they did to achieve what they have. Looks are something very temporary, what lasts even after death is individuality. Their personalities will make them immortal, it’ll make them alive in hearts of close ones even after death.
