Empty Calories

You’re like a word without definition, meaningless.
Like a scar without ever feeling the pain.
Like distress in your dress, and you’ve never fallen.
You want to fashion up like a doll face.
I ask you, “but who’s wearing it?”.
You can sugar coat it all you want, saturate the health under it.
Cover photo’s all glam, and no story behind it.
A book and what’s to learn from it?
Dull teeth, being pointless will never cut it.