Superficial

A poem about society's views on beauty.

Why must I always want the boys i'm not pretty enough to get?...

They want a stick-thin model
With a tiny waist
And a flat stomach...

They can be judgemental,
Yet expect to be completely free of judgement...

All because you're scared to be judged,
You do nothing but judge others
Based solely on what society thinks...

All the boys coloring only with the brightest crayons in the box even if they're not the sharpest...

Because if you don't look as fake as a barbie you arent beautiful...

Well, I don't want your plastic heart...

Because guess what?
Plastic breaks.