December #17

These lies of beauty spread under the skin
and force pale noses up into the air.
Oh spare me from your vanity, your sin.

Too many girls will forgo food for thin
and powdered faces always will look fair.
These lies of beauty spread under the skin.

The compliments will fly on idle whims
as people try, pretend that they do care.
Oh spare me from your vanity, your sin.

It's smiles and hearts and beds men try to win
as countless smiles and silly winks they share.
Their lies of beauty hide under the skin.

Women are taught to think they ought to twin,
imagined beauty, but they should be ware
and spare me from their vanity, their sin.

for those that judge by looks will cast lots in
with cover judgers - they will never win,
for lies of beauty spread under the skin
and spare none from gross vanities and sins.