Beauty

Will you suffer for beauty, beautiful girl?
How much? How much will you suffer?
Will you wear a heavy powdered wig upon your head?
Is that suffering enough for beauty?
Will you use maddening lead to paint your skin white?
Will you breathe daggers in a corset, too tight?
Of course, you know an easier way to be beautiful.
Will you make your pretty eyes
Widen and sparkle madly
With the poison, Belladonna,
Beautiful girl? Will you suffer for beauty?
You will suffer, for beauty is everything.
Your rosy cheeks lose colour.
Your clothes hang loosely around you,
Now four sizes too large.
You slowly lose life.
Days go by, you thin.
And as the months pass by you,
You know you have committed to suffering.
And now, I say goodbye.
Beautiful girl.
I touch your yellowed skin.
I look into your dimming eyes.
And know.
This is how much you suffered for beauty.