January 17, 2018
By Anonymous

Put on the makeup, put on the dress,

Don't I look pretty?

Run on the tredmill, only eat salad,

Don't I look pretty?

Have all the gold, have everything diamond,

Don't I look pretty?

Get a surgeon, make myslef plastic,

Aren't I pretty?


Take off the makeup, take off the dress,

Sit up in bed and eat all the cake,

Wear the comfy clothes, take off the jewlery-

Be human.

Now, I am beautiful.

The author's comments:

My hope for this poem is that this inspires other teenagers to love themselves for the way they are, and they are beautiful without changing a thing.

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