The Checklist
Every morning is a checklist
Making curls that appear effortless
Eyes that are bright, big, bold
Lashes stretched and curled—controlled
Skin is clear and just the right shade
With lips, painted red, that never fade
Over a smile, shimmering white
Dressed for the day with clothes tight
This is what we do
Each day, what we put ourselves through
This is what we wear
Then play it off without a care
This is what we are told: Perfection must be achieved
A woman being flawless is believed
So I’ve made a checklist of my own
One that I’ve followed as I’ve grown
Up in this society that tells me how to look
My self-confidence this society took
This new checklist says to love who I am
Every misplaced hair and chipped nail on my hand
There’s no need for perfect clothes or make-up
When our hearts and personalities are who we are, summed up
My challenge to you is make a checklist of your own
So who you really are can be shown
An aim for perfection put aside
Just to show a love for yourself without pride