All Of the Looks

there’s no love when you pretend to be what was

it’s time for your skin to meet the sun

pictures used to be sacred- only shared by some

how does more information make the critics dumb?

no one ever said weight defines your death

it doesn’t make it better that it’s under your breath

I cannot be the person trauma took from me

look in the mirror and tell me who you see

you are worth more than all of the looks

no one can see the words in your book

you don’t have to return all that you took

and nobody but you did all of the work

I am worth more than 1,000 looks

your opinions are on the hook