Poetry

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Look at the office of a plastic surgeon
Waiting lists full and lines stacked
What is it that all of these people are doin’
Trying to fix what isn’t broken because society is cracked

I believe women have it the hardest
Expected to resemble a certain mold
They get projected in ways that aren’t honest
So they toss themselves into the surgical fold

Sad to see such beauty be tampered with
Everyone is unique and fine in their design
To get “amplified” is a thought that should be dismissed
Changing for others isn’t how you should be defined

Being comfortable in your own skin
Seems to be a view of the past
All these procedures being done, it’s wearing thin
The notion of self respect allowing natural beauty to last
Is fading quick due to this pressure of so called “perfection”

I personally can’t see the allure
If you weren’t harmed, why change
It’s probably something I’ll never quite figure
There is always beauty, after all it is rather normal to age

The eyes of the beholder will always sway
But let me ask are your eyes the ones deciding
Your body doesn’t need unnecessary pain today
Be true to you, not in the ways that the media may be providing

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