Unable to maintain the perfect image to the social eye, my former self succumbs many mind alterations
Adding simple distortions to complex modifications in effort to feel personal perfection
My crimes against skin have made me a public spectacle
Glancing at stunned faces, I feed off their astonishment
Don't dare bite your tongue, critique me for I am the trendsetter
The taste of pride litters my mouth and emits boastful words, bringing envious eyes
My teeth rot as the bitterness burns within my lips
I broke the mold and created a new one
No longer forged by the strive for personal perfection, but selfish endeavor
Incapable of becoming someone else's idea I've fabricated one of my own
I broke the mold just to become it
I am the furnace for the masses.
I am the trendsetter
