Judged by Beautiful

Artificial light, Floods the changing rooms, Harshly defining, Every little flaw, Choking with restraint, Trying not to cry, Wishing that I was, Beautiful, Hot pants, bikinis, Are scrutinized, With despairing glances, And blank thoughts, Jealously and longing, Brims as I stare at, Posters of girls, That are defined as, Beautiful, It's what on the inside, That's supposed to count, The heart that lies within, The way you treat others, But I feel like I am judged, Every single day, On the black and white basis of, Beautiful.