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Society Killed the Teenagers

Dedicated to every girl (or guys) who felt insecure & ugly because of the unrealistic expectations media encourages us to be. & dedicated to the guy who told me that he loves me no matter how I look with or without makeup; who taught me that inner beauty is more important than outer beauty. Who taught me  to believe I was beautiful.

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Sometimes, I stare in the mirrior

wishing I was beautiful

because I grew up believing I was.

But society says big noses aren't attractive; 

small eyes are unwanted;

square faces are too masculine; 

small boobs are childish;

flat butts aren't sexy; 

blemishes are unsightly; 

& being fat is disgusting.

& after that, in my teenager years,

I grew up believing I wasn't good enough.

That I wasn't beautiful enough for anyone

unless I had a good amount of makeup to change myself

that I couldn't even recognize who I was afterwards.  

I needed a small nose to be attractive;

I must have big eyes to feel wanted;

I should've been born with a feminine, soft face (otherwise how would people know I'm a girl?);

I had to have big boobs & a nice butt or else guys wouldn't give me the time of day;

A blemish-free face was a must or people would think I was dirty & didn't take care of myself. 

But most of all, I absolutely, postively, had to be thin & curvy.  

If I wasn't, I was repulsive & needed to excercise 'cause I was also (apparently) unhealthy. 

Society taught me that you weren't beautiful if you didn't have any of these traits. 

& because of it, I grew up

hating myself.

I grew up 

leaving scars on my wrist

for every flaw I saw on myself.

I grew up 

crying every morning because

society hated how I looked naturally

& eventually I did too.  

I grew up 

breaking every mirror there was in the house

& I think I broke my self esteem along the way. 

Socity told me

to fix myself because

I was not beautiful.