She is fat.

She is ugly.

She is annoying.

She is a whore.

Wait,

You do not even know her.

That girl you just walked by,

Is more than just your thoughts.

She is a human,

And she is not here to meet your needs.

She is here to love

And to be loved.

Obviously not by you,

But by someone worthy of her presence.

She is rich,

So she is “stuck-up.”

She is gay,

So she is “abnormal.”

She is black,

So she is “ghetto.”

Wait,

have you even attempted talking to her?

That “rich girl,”

Has a beautiful soul.

That “gay girl,”

Is the most down to earth girl in the room.

That “black girl,”

Worked harder than you ever will.

Even though your opinions should not matter,

Your opinions still damage growing hearts.

She is depressed.

She is anxious.

She is bi-polar.

She is anorexic.

Do not be friends with her,

She is a walking time-bomb.

That “depressed girl,”

Lost her mother.

That “anxious girl,”

Is the definition of strength.

That “bi-polar girl,”

Was raped.

That “anorexic girl,”

Is trying to find a cure for cancer.

Who are you to define her?

That girl over there,

Would take a bullet for you any day.

That girl over there,

Would brighten up your smile.

That girl over there,

Would accept you for you.

Unlike you,

Who belittles the worth of a human.

Just because she does not intrigue you,

Does not mean she is not beautiful.

So who are you,

To shatter a young woman?

So who are you,

To determine her worth?

So who are you,

To corrupt her self confidence?

Does she have flaws?

Yes.

Does she have demons?

Yes.

Is she still a person?

Absolutely.

So, please take away your foul remarks.

For she is more than your eyes can perceive.

Did you ever wonder what was beneath her glasses?

Did you ever wonder what was beneath her tattoos?

Did you ever wonder what was beneath her skin?

No.

You took what you were handed,

And folded before you got the chance to play the game.

Only if you stopped for a second,

You would see the beauty that shinned behind her shadow.

So next time you walk passed her,

Remember,

She is not an item you can label.

For she is much more;

She is beautiful,

with every scar that makes up her body.

But more importantly,

She is the sun,

And you might of just caught her during a storm.