I remember the first pimple on my face

Red, shiny, OBNOXIOUS

My face became a colony for eruptions

I started watching those videos where people transformed their colonies into flawless magazine covers

My shelves started fill up from drugstore raids instead of library trips

But at the end of the day, 

The cure isn't those bottles of goopy liquid that have the same shade as my skin

It's the love I give to myself when I set no alarms, 

Instead of watching those Proactive commericals I was napping

While those people who transformed themselves starting using knives to carve out their faces.

Perfection or Love?

"Let's just pretend to be Lesbians this Friday!"

As if becoming a person with a uality shunned for centuries

Is the only way to shield from scrubs

Hollering at her for her number

Trying to peak at her cleavage

How does she speak about uality so lightly?

Maybe it's because she thinks she's unattractive at least to other girls

So that she can avoid all the insufficient people like her ex

Right.

The goddess of my childhood

Still slumps

Bends her knees for pictures

As if she could erase her height

Perhaps she started out of consideration

As she noticed how she towers over everyone

But it's a bad habit that ruins her back

That she only breaks when she's around

The guy who slid the ring on her finger

And smiles down from a few inches above

Fly

Let go of those inhibitions that you think paint the whole picture

When in fact the whole picture cannot be beautiful without them

Let go