are you losing your hair
is your back hair too thick
are your breasts too small
is your butt to big
are you too fat
too skinny
do you hate your face
do you hate your smile
give us your credit card
we can build a new you
a new body
a new face
a new smile
more hair
fulfill your dreams
your hearts desire
can be had for a price
when you look in the mirror, though
will there be a new you
will you be happy
will you be loved
will life be worth living
or will you find
beauty is skin deep
and all those nights
crying in the dark
it wasn’t the exterior
that filled you with dread
it was the darkness you found
inside your head
it was your soul
that was warped
by the pressure of now
to be what the world
wanted you to be
a smiley happy person
with no thoughts of your own
following the masses
off of plastic cliffs
where modern beauty
flounders
in a tide of indifference
where the soul
has become
a spark of insignificance
left to fade
in the shadows of dawn
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