Going with the flow

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You look at me in distress

You tell me to go put on a dress

If I refuse, you become a mess

You expect me to cover my face in makeup

You want me to look like a clown

I say "No, I'd rather drown.."

You slap me in the face

You look at me in disgrace

You tell me "Silly girl, no one will love you looking like that."

What?

Tired?

Different?

Depressed?

Fat?

You think I can cover that up with a makeup and a dress?

You're wrong for thinking that it's so easy

It doesn't work that way

Explain to me.. What is the meaning of beauty to you?