What is on her lash?
It is another crusted lash
With black mascara
Thick and covered
By another
Long, Black lash.
What is on her face?
Look,
I see her there
Puckering up her lips
For her followers
To share
In on her beauty.
Cover up girl!
Wear a bra!
The only thing that makes you
You
Is how willing you are
To go far.
Try modesty
Try decency!
Oh, mom, you say
Deliver me!
I am not you!
I am me
Your daughter
The emo wannabe
The non-binary
I see no color
Sex
Religion
Or Creed.
I see a person
Like I see in me.
Compassion? I ask.
You nod your head.
I can't be like you, mom.
As she glues another
Black, crusted
Eyelash on.
About the Creator
Ann Garcia
Teacher by day, Home Care Aid by night, writer and artist in the wee hours of the morning.
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