Description: [[edit: I had to rename it because the original title "Marilyn Monroe Would've Been Disgusted" wouldn't fit.]]
Glamour is Disgusting -------------------------------------------
Glossy covers caress every rib as she coats her mind's walls with lies.
Television commercials tell her she's too thin
But this girl, she thinks she's doing fine.
Stereotypes scream back through the mirror
Her hollowed eyes aren't screaming for help.
No no, not yet.
She's three fingers down in your bile and not beautiful yet.
This girl is of your making, society... fuck you.
Handful after handful of diet enhancers chase down the emptiness
Are you happy that she's buying in, are you content with your profits?
She's nothing more than a walking memory.
That's all she is.
Hipbones and magazines
Hunger pains and memories
Lost in her reflection
Who is there when no one cares?
Ten years ago, this was nothing
Calories and measurements
What the fuck happened here
Society and perfection
Society and perfection
this is a great poem on the power of society and its effect on people.. i would love to say 'this seems like an exaggeration' ..but it's not. you really have captured the essence of so many people who suffer from eating disorders..unfortunately i can connect to this poem. it brought back some of the pain, and that's amazing, because that is what a poem is supposed to do..keep writing, i am definitely adding this to my favorites. the flow and the vocab just hooked me and kept me enjoying this poem the whole way through.
i like this one, it is very descriptive, and yeah, too many girls buy into the would you must look like this, and you have to wear this, and you cant eat that.....
i like the line:
"She's three fingers down in your bile and not beautiful yet."
the whole not beautiful yet part is true, we are all told that we arn't pretty and we must be a particular stereotype to be pretty
i really like this one keep writing
I really liked this too :]
I like how you describe everything and why your doing this. And how your not begging for help, you dont want people to know by looking in your eyes. as in most other emotional poems like this they just want people to see that they are getting hurt, but your doing it for yourself. Im not giving you credit for throwing up before you digest. Because that really isnt healthy, but the originality of the poem was nice.
i think this is a good commentary on society's standard of feminine beauty. i particularly liked 'She's three fingers down in your bile.' if i was to make any suggestion i think you could be even harsher with your wording. a good start, though.
This is really true. Society, the media and the government all only have one idea of what "beauty" is --- An underweight girl who wears caked on makeup. It saddens me that this is what girls go through because they're "not pretty enough."
Beauty knows no meaning or limits.
Perfection doesn't exist.
Great write and great message behind it. ( :