They stand around
And twirl their hair
and pop their gum
A Hollywood Disease.
They grin and fake
And tan and bake
And have you
Begging pretty please.
No, I’m not tall
I’m not thin
My nose in books
Instead of fashion magazines.
My hair’s alright
My clothes get tight
I need more self esteem
I think too much
I live inside a dream.
But,I won’t change
Not for them
Not for this ,
A Hollywood Disease.
I pretend not to care
Pretend not to compare
The mirror glares at me
My chubby cheeks
My crooked teeth
Are staring back at me.
My little rolls
My dimpled thighs
are there for me to see.
I raise my VOICE!
I make my CHOICE!
I am
BEAUTIFUL
BEAUTIFUL
BEAUTIFUL
Like me
Not
beautiful
beautiful
beautiful
Like you
A Hollywood Disease!
Please tell me what you think
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Awesome!
System of a Down is right, you should never trust Hollywood, you should NEVER trust Hollywood. Great poem! =D *huggles*
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This is a fantastic piece!! I totally related to it! Everything you said is right!! I like the way you described the phenomenom of the size zero starlets! A Hollywood Disease, yes indeed!! Well done! Three cheers for sure!!
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thanks!
Thankyou so much.I am glad you feel the same!
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WOW
This poem is beautiful. I get so sick of the media and all these damn skinny clone-like girls trying to be something there not so they think people will like them. Beauty is skin deep, not outside the skin. Great job
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thanks!
Thankyou!
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yay!
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thanks!
YAY!
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