I tan, I whiten, I flat iron, I brighten
I paint, I conceal, I pluck, and I peel.
"Moisturize and exfoliate," the magazines reveal.
Then what? I magically look like Jessica Biel?
These beauty tasks are a lot of work, you see.
Do I do it for you? No. I do it for me.
"First and foremost, love yourself," they say
But it's tough when I scrutinize me, every minute, every day.
"They are looking at your acne, not you," I think.
That one little thought makes my confidence sink.
Why do I care? I shouldn't give a damn.
And for a moment, I love myself just the way that I am.