At age six
instead of speaking about my behavior
the teacher spoke about my weight
at the age of 11
magazines taught me beauty was defined
by the amount of makeup I wore...
the more the better!
by age 13
I was just another vogue clone
beauty isn't a part of me
I sit in an empty room
and wonder "Who am I?"
Society has us so washed up
my first answer starts sound as "smart"
Social media shows a pretty face,
makeup done and hair in place.
beauty isn't a part of me.
I am a part of 5 million
negative post tweeted by women's selfhate
intelligence and beauty just don't mix!
Beauty isn't a part of me
I searched for perfection
It's beautiful hearing
math and facts coming out of my mouth
intelligence is beauty
the mirror no longer measures me
intelligence is a part of me
but beauty is too.