Broken Smiles

a poem about today's society.

Within today's society.

There is a secret cry.

Silence by the advertisements.

Telling us to go away.

They silence our insecurities,

They tell us to try a new product.

And if it doesn't work,

we cry!

I say let's tell them to screw off and die!

I don't need a beauty cream to make my skin gleam!

I don't need makeup to feel pretty.

I don't need a guy to make me feel giddy!

Because I am pretty!

On my own.

I'm pretty in my pjs,

or in my hoodie,

I'm pretty every day.

I don't need society to direct me on my way.

I am living my own life starting today!