How does one put all the pieces together. How does one remain confidence in this body ,in this person you were given to live. Society shapes so many people and destroys many people. This content will cover a selection of poetry/writings and thoughts of how one deals with these imperfections our minds are at about the body you should fulfil. It a complicated thing cause at the end this body does return dust and therefore what was the point of putting it through all that pain. Your mind turns to dust so what was point of overthinking your flaw. You imperfect eyes turn to dust so what was the point of breaking yourself each day of your life and then all you do is _ RETURN TO DUST!