A cupcake looks beautiful and tastes beautiful,
like a sweet cloud at sunset among pinks, lavenders,
and blues. The sugar runs through me like the wind
while at the same time damaging my already fragile
system. I don’t care as it is worth the beauty on my tongue.
Do I care it will add to my already full hips, recessing lips,
and aging skin, nope. It is worth it. Sometimes, I have to do
what I know is wrong as I spend my life doing what is suppose
to be right yet I see others fly so high doing what I dare not do.
Thank you for reading!!!!!