Days change, seasons change

We age

Minds grow hormones flow

We rage

Images, false images enough is enough

Display something real

What’s the point of touch ups?

Social construction of beauty is demeaning

When you look different than those you see on your screens

“What’s wrong with my face what can I change

To make me fit in to this silly game”

But nothing you do is enough

Because your beauty looks different

And for some that’s too much

So focus on reconstruction

Demolish this stigma

Because so many it’s crushing

Don’t worry about changing yourself

Because you’re not the one to blame

Be true to who you are

And change the fame game.