Flipping through the media
I've become acutely aware
Of an ever growing thorn
My subconscious is gnawing
Society is the dictator
Magazine covers undertake
Self portrayal sacrificed
An obvious show and tell
It's a rugged world we live in
To survive ultimate popularity
Certain scales being tipped
True beauty forgotten
We are much too guilty
For being the followers
Setting extreme standards
That condone the normal
When the addiction controls
The person facing the mirror
Why can I not welcome me
And embrace the person I am
From the heart
Char
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