Diets, Diets, Diets.
Racing through the country like a
tsunami hitting the sand.
However, perhaps there really is a flood-
A flooding of morals and rationale
from one,
Replaced with the sins of fads and
“fashion.”
Diets, Diets, Diets.
Caused by a false portrayal of
health
For beauty is the glow of
happiness,
Not the depression of bone-lust.
Diets, Diets, Diets.
Will carbs “kill you”
Or will society’s glorified
message?
Will your hourglass stay pristine?
Or will it burst like the glass
that contains what is within,
The sand pouring out of every crack
and crevice?
Yet, this is avoidable.
A pear, an apple, and a flank shape
are fine.
If body shape defines value,
Society is doomed.
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