Remove me from my Vanity

Strip me from my makeup and remove me from my vanity,

Just another selfie imposed on humanity,

You'd never recognize me on the streets, not without my filters,

I only feel beautiful in black and white,

My eyes are lined with black deceit to 'complement' my features-so in other words hide.

So self obsessed in this media driven world,

How am I expected to show my individuality without deep quotes from movies to make me seem less shallow.

I was fifteen when I stopped eating so I could fit the ideology of perfect.

It was only bent over the toilet bowl that I felt anything worthwhile,

I couldn't love myself and be beautiful at the same time,

I measured self worth by likes on a picture,

I dyed my hair to hide the fact it was falling out,

take the syringe away from the heroine addict,

But there's nothing wrong with me,

leave me with my narcissistic tendencies,

because i will never feel beautiful any other way

Then pretending to be someone I am not,

pretending to be anyone but myself,

This poem is about:

Me

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