The jury’s out
Cold, stone-like faces with eyes like marbles
And lip-gloss smiles under fake eyelashes
And a book of labels for everyone
Slag or frigid
Nerd or stupid
Fat or anorexic
Black, white, gay, weirdo, loser
Not good enough or one of those girls
And they try to pin me down
To one of their glossy catalog pages
“Choose a category, darling ...