Individuality
There are some days
I don’t want to see,
The person in the mirror
Starring back at me
Society has messed
With all of our heads,
Females have surgery
Until they are dead
It’s very frustrating
When people don’t find,
A smile on my face
A smile that’s mine
“My face is not pretty
My nose is too big,
I’ve had five surgeries
Just barely a kid”
“My legs are too fat
My stomach too thin,
Go in for more surgery
I just can’t win”
Airbrush my body
To hide all my flaws,
I sit by the phone
But no one calls
Watching t.v.
They all look the same
They say it’s society
Who is to blame
A huge change in 30 years
The world has seen
Individuality?
What does that mean?
Copyright © Tonya Young | Year Posted 2007
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