Tied Together With a Smile

I’m just sitting here in front of the computer at 11 PM, working on chemistry homework and listening to Taylor Swift.

And singing along at the same time. 

Yes, I have mad PWNING multitasking skills. 

Seems the only one who doesn’t see your beauty
is the face in the mirror looking back at you
you walk around here thinking you’re not pretty
but that’s not true, cause i know you…

I think that we can be unnecessarily hard on ourselves. Maybe it’s because others are hard on us. Maybe it’s because the media sucks. Maybe it’s because we’ve been hurt so many times.

Maybe all those things come together to make us feel that we have impossibly high standards to attain. Unnecessarily high standards. Standards that we will never reach no matter how hard we try.

So we tell ourselves, “No, you’re not beautiful, and you’ll never make it. You’ll never be someone worth it.” So keep trying for those standards, girl. You’re never going to reach them anyway. 

 hold on, baby, you’re losing it
the water’s high, you’re jumping into it
and letting go… and no one knows
you cry, but you don’t tell anyone
that you might not be the golden one
and you’re tied together with a smile
but you’re coming undone

And so we hide the misery behind the smile. We act like everything’s ok… while we’re coming undone. And then the tears at night when no one’s watching. We set up a masquerade, pretending that everything’s all right and that we do have life in control. Sadly, nothing could be further from the truth. 

At the same time there are those around us who can see through the play we’re putting on. “You’re strong. You’re beautiful. Because I created you so. You’re already worthy because I died for you.”

Perhaps we can be so blind sometimes to our strengths and to the beauty that we already have. The beauty that already surpasses the beauty of an airbrushed model advertising some exotic mascara.

Those standards aren’t ones we will ever need to reach. 

Or should.

Maybe we should let ourselves come in out of the rain and listen to what they have to say.


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