Scrubbing my skin till it turns raw, the ink I can’t remove
What if…
What if we were all covered in tattoos? But not the normal, instead
you’re tattooed with the thoughts of yourself.
What if they were daily printed on your pure untainted skin.
Each morning we wake up fresh and clean until our mind begins to turn.
We become Graffiti’d with the thoughts of ourselves.
Beautiful and ugly, brutally honest. We'd be covered from head to toe. Dipped in words for the whole world to see.
What if people read the fleshly scroll that rolled down
your body “unworthy” “Ashamed” “Confident” “Indecisive” “Love” “Defeat”
“exhausted” “Beautiful” “Happy” “Concerned” “Joy” “Excited” “Cheater” “Honest”..
Would the way you think of yourself change? Or are our minds
predestined to judge ourselves?
The true definition of beauty would be revealed on our stained
bodies. Those who know they are beautiful would be, it would be reflected on
their outside.
But the ugliness of our insecurities would clothe most of
us. Like a child too ignorant to see the false identity we see ourselves as.
What if you couldn't hide in the 3 anatomical layers of
blanketed skin? What if flesh didn’t matter, no makeup, plastic surgery,
workouts, brand names or money could cover how you define yourself.
Would you let the open mic on your skin sink you further
into insecurity, or would you use that open mic to inspire yourself to paint a
canvas you are proud of?
Would you see the
beauty of individuality? Or will you compare your tattooed art to others?
Will your thoughts support unique? Or will you struggle in a
boxing match to take ownership of your identity?
We are not all cut of the same puzzle piece design, or the
big picture would never be fully put together.
We each have our own place to fit. If one piece loses their way or tries to be something it’s not, there will be a hole in the puzzle,
never to be finished.
What if your thoughts were daily tattooed on your skin,
would you let it defeat you? Or would you let it become discovered beauty that
would have otherwise gone unseen.
Will you see people for who they are and find beauty in
individuality or will your insecurities and ugly thoughts daily be revealed?
What if we were all covered in tattoos with the thoughts of ourselves.
What if…
