Beauty can only obtained from having the right looks she was told
And there the bottomless pit was created
The disease that no one likes to talk about
Was planted and growing steadily inside her
Never judge a book by it's cover
Her pretty pink picture perfect plastic cover might seem new and shiny
But the pages inside have lost their luster
No one wants to read her story
Having big muscles and a six-pack should be your goal he was told
Day after day pumping weights
Losing sleep, Chugging Muscle Milk Down..
Down..
Down..
Down they fall deeper on their path of destruction
All of this pain and suffering to achieve the perfect thigh gap
The perfect ridged abs to feel complete
All of this to feel even more incomplete
We're only human
We'll always want better better better
Kids grow up with the notion that they will always need to make themselves more
We project images of unrealistic goals
Leading our youth into a huge pool of deceit
Commercials, Ads, Idols
Portray the perfect lifestyle
Showing off their golden attributes
But one notion we have to keep in mind is
Nothing Gold Can Stay
So Love what you have
Be who you are
Cause in the end.
That's all you'll be left with
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Erotic Nights
Romancefirst post!!! Just a poem I wrote might continue this as just a book of poems HOPE YOU LIKE!!!!!