Socialite Beauty

Socialite Beauty

A Poem by Ellie Howard

short poem/possible chorus to song. I wanted to convey how many women these days and even way back when are vain about their beauty and body. I don't really know how to explain it.


You eat your pretty pills

And sleep with a dose of acid

you bought last night.

You sleep with your bangs curled and neat

And wake to the absence of light.

You pop a pill and look in the mirror,

You’re pretty again.

You look through a glass of arsenic

And think of nothing better.

© 2013 Ellie Howard

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I think this describes vanity quite well, but I'm a little confused about your emotions towards it. "pretty pills" sounds like taking the easy way to being beautiful i.e. surgeries and such, but the last two lines are deliciously cryptic.
I enjoyed this very much.

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Added on January 20, 2013
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Ellie Howard
Ellie Howard

San Antonio, TX

I'm 16 years old, and i'm in love with writing and literacy education. Writing is one of the only ways, besides my art, where i can express how i feel with confidence. Even though i'm not the religio.. more..