Message to a Friend

I watch her fix her hair

And freak out when one is out of place

I see her face caked with make up

And yet she hurries to the bathroom for more

I praise her natural beauty

As she points out all her flaws

I curse those who say she means nothing

When she means the world to me

When will she stop idolizing the society who puts her down

Telling her she's no good

And start listening to those who actually matter

Those who grasp at straws to persuade her otherwise in vain

This is uncertain

But until this is set in stone

I will always be there

To pick her up

--- From Me---