Baylie Suits, Student in English I
Lights on
Eyes open
Cold feet
Cold floor
Rushing water
And then a glimpse
Her reflection staring back
Time to put her face on
The pounding sponge
Blending of a brush
All to please them
All to live up to the standard
Beauty is like a label
Stuck on by peers
A label fought for
A pained label
Skip a meal--
You'll stay thinner
Dye your hair--
You'll be accepted
Don't be you
You is not beautiful
Meet their standards
Beauty is a label
Reject the lie
Peel off the label
Be YOU!