Kiddie Pageants
Where have the days of childhood gone?
Why is simplicity forgotten?
The love of playing with barbies and clothing
Warm, Safe, Happy
Could it be…..
Inconnce within me is gone
Sad, sulken shoulders red eyes
The once bright eye girl crumples, simply deteriorating
As i sit to think I began to realize this was only fun and games
Everything to boost my self esteem, promote my beauty
Heavy lashes, Caked face, Fake hair…
More
More
More ….
Skimpy outfits
Childhood drifts in the wind
Many see as opportunity
I see as “kiddie porn”
We simply strut like animals in a pet shop
Which one is cute?
Oh, I don't like her color?
Mmm… she’s okay
Nothing never was the same
The thoughts that are bounded in our minds
Nothing is ever the same
Everything to boost my self esteem, promote my handsomeness
NO lashes, NO teeth whitening, NO fake hair
None
None
None….
Mannerly dressed
Everything always the same
Girls tight clothing, revealing shirts, beauty products
Boys loose clothing, covering shirts, NO beauty enhancements
So why are we treated like objects?
Why are we subjected to these things?
Innocence within me gone
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