When I write.

A lesson with Saint Barbie

Beauty is priceless
Beauty is the key
To get your way through this world
Full of lustful sneers.
An ounce of make up
And a skirt too short
Is the only way a woman can
Be taken seriously.
Woman must look pretty
To help with patriarchy
To boost the male ego
When they see you naked.
Beauty isn't an option
But rather a compulsion.
Size zero waist, perfect hair,
A made-up face and some slutty clothes
Is the most crucial investment
For every woman today.
You must be fair, not colored, not black.
You must be skinny with hips and tits fat.
Your hair should be soft and perfectly worn.
And you must always smile,
For you look ugly when you cry,
Or when you scream, or when you fight
For what you think is right.
You're a part of a judgemental world
Where your demands won't be heard
Until you concur.
The only thing you must strive to be
Is the epitome of female beauty.
And if you're not up to the task yet,
You seven-year-old child,
You're unnecessary and insignificant.
You should take a knife and kill yourself.


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Form: free verse