The price beauty

Look in the mirror
tell me what do you
see a deformity of
what you used to be

so caught up in
yourself you've
gone blind and lost
sight of what is real

you lost yourself
along the road just
to be "perfect" but
tell me was it all
worth it

the price of beauty
is a deadly sin of
which is a consuming
feeling that will
lure you in

drenched from head
to toe your no longer
the person you once were

the price of beauty
is a deadly thing
so caught up with
outside image you
lose sight of everything

a hollow shell of yourself
your no longer you
but somebody else