Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Trap

She stares into the mirror
At a plain and ugly face
Wouldn’t dare step foot on city streets
Without paint and hair in place

She scours beauty magazines
That tell her backside dimples need a cream
Starve yourself, skip dinner
Because objects in the rear are wider than they seem

She spends vacation time in hospitals
For a nip and suck off the hips
Returns to work looking caricaturized
With fat injected lips

She drowns her hair in peroxide bowls
To cover up the gray
While waxers rip body hair right out
So she’s as smooth as baby’s first day

She stares into the mirror
At a plain and ugly face
Brainwashed by impossible standards
Stripped of confidence and grace




~kfu

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You've summed it up well - society puts a tremendous amount of importance on physical beauty.