Poems ❤️

Beauty

Eyeliner, mascara, lipstick
This everyday routine is making me feel sick
Stretchmarks, blackheads, pimples
I want to be the best but it's not that simple

I need to breathe,
Breathe fresh air
I want to run away,
Away from these judgments
I just want to be her,
The girl who is more thab the best

Round and round these thoughts go,
Around the girl whose hair is perfectly combed,
Her skin glows like the moonlit sky,
Her lips so soft like a lullaby.

How much more can I take?
To avoid being the person who is at stake?
To avoid being struck by lightning,
How long can I keep on fighting?

[END]
When will this end?
Until beauty is no more a trend?

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This was a collaboration for a small contest, hope u like it!! ❤️
Feb. 16, 2021