We worry about the way people perceive us;
Pounding makeup into our overworked pores
Claiming the raunchy clothing makes us happy
And praying to God we don't embarrass ourselves.

It's as if societies configurations of who we are holds the immense power to truly define each and every one of us,
That their words, their intense language, controls our destiny.

Unfortunately, only you hold that power
You can opt to listen to the voices of those who wish only to see you crumble,
Or you can decide for yourself, that you will be much more than that.

Choose wisely.