Why must you mock me
With your expectations
Of a new reality
an unreasonable change in my body
And In me
See I'd understand
If there was a buffer period
time to live up to this portrait
Of a princess sitting proper
Face looking into the distance
Looking for acceptance
For the less than perfect version of her
That is reality
But no
Instantaneously
I must be her
She who I do no want to be
She who is too perfect to be truly happy
Because effortless perfection takes effort honey
A miserable existence
Just to be what other girls look up to
Making them feel like she is the ultimate goal in the end
Or maybe that is too far back in time
Too "the monarchy is in control"
Let's fast forward to every women posing
In every ad surrounding
Consuming
Walls closing
No escaping it all
Forced to look at their smiling faces
A pose
A 1 2 3 click
Before the hours of editing
Done by men
Who are paid
To create anorexics
Bulimics
Because unrealistic expectations
Have been trending
In recent centuries
Maybe that fits your style better
I will admit
I am no model
And I may be a queen for my mental kingdom made for escaping this type of bs
But I am not a princess
My body is anything but photoshopped picture perfect
But recently someone told me my face is perfect to them
After I said I was going to get a nose job one day
After I revealed one of the many things strangers voices like yours
Have told me I needed
Your will still gets to me
Even after my first midnight kiss before the instant change is supposed to begin
So many empty promises
Resolutions
Meant to resolve every flaw that strangers see when they look at me
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My Inner Thoughts
PoesíaThis will consist of a list of poems that I will never stop adding to. Whenever I feel inspired I will add a new poem. Whether they're dark and scary or sweet and nice, they're going in here. Every poem in here is original. Please enjoy my imaginati...