You Are

I'm so sorry about that message

However, I must say, you were misinformed

I'm here to straighten out the wreckage

So your self-image may be reborn

Society has made you believe in

Product

Buying into the "American Dream"

While selling out on your self-esteem

You see beauty doesn't come on a makeup truck

It comes from the curve of your lips

Made precious by intelligent utterances

Not by the gloss and glow of dyes and tricks

You think it's magic how the beauty drains with the

Product

Yet, your eyes still glow with intelligence

Your heart still full of innocence

Even though the world has tried to take your

Trust

Thrusting it upon what society deems to be beauty

Instead of trusting in yourself to

Rise

Above

The Masses

I'm so sorry for the time you've wasted

Being anyone else but your true self

The time is now to be free of old fallacies, because

You Are

The

Entire

Package