They say wear this
It will hide everything wrong
It will make you look pretty
It will help you belong
But what does that say?
We are not enough
You must 'Make up'
For anything that is rough
But really, you are beatiful
All your petals and thorn
You only get one body
The one in which you were born
So embrace your scratches
Your scars and wrinkles
Even broken glass
Sparkles and twinkles
I'm tired of everyone always telling me how much prettier I look with makeup. My natural beauty should be enough for them.