Sabotage
As you sit there
Eyes blurry from a bright white screen
Surrounded by your password protected security blanket
All cozy and warm
Too afraid to actually speak
Not bright enough to actually read
Between the lines you find yourself falling
Conforming to the ways of the liposuction waist
The collagen injections
The plastic
Botox face
The scalpel nips and tucks
The truth fades away
We have sacrificed intelligence
For meaningless sex . . .
A below minimum wage
No beauty can be found here
For it is trapped inside your heart
No masterpieces formulated
Until you see we are all works of art
But you sit there
Eyes blurry from a bright white screen
Surrounded by your password protected security blanket
Only causing yourself harm
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