True beauty

I see you, you look flawless. Media telling me your image is an inspirational conquest.
I see no blemishes, I see no scars, I only see smooth skin, I see a superstar.
Big eyes, bag free, lifted breasts, and whitened teeth. I see the media's idea of beauty. I see flat stomachs and ageless legs I see woman who have the perfect frame. Hair so Shiney styled just right. with a back side lifted high. Even your bikini line is a perfect 10, you get the looks while sitting next to Ken. Teenage girls and young woman too, design themselves to look just like you. They starve for figure and pay for flesh, they won't stop until they're the perfect 10.

Yet,
When I look in the mirror,  this is what I see,
A red headed freckled faced woman that's given birth to three. I see wrinkles, I see scars, I see stretched skin and birth marks. I see breasts that fed her young and hair up in a messy bun, I see hair in places that you don't have, I see a different frame a much fuller one, I see a body that been utilized by work and her young. But what I see in me that I don't see in you, is a realistic figure not a statue.  
Let's get back to truth and what the truth holds, beauty is in everyone young and old.
Let's not poison the next generation in believing that beauty is obtained in a masked preparation.  I see beauty, I own beauty in me. Perfection is what I am,  because there is only one of me.