Dressed up,
Be refined
Keep it together
Be the image people wish to see.
White,
The color of innocence
Purity
Goodness.
Black,
Hides the faults
When left low-key.
Things need to be simple,
Because simple you are.
An image to uphold,
The one as good as gold.
No shame allowed
To the family honor.
If there be such a thing.
Be the classy,
Of middle class
Daughter of a believer, speaker
Social keeper.
Images,
What people want,
And wish to see
We must fulfill it
Among this democracy.
If one is good and great,
Straight and true,
We are forced
To follow suit.
So we hold our heads high,
Lower our eyes,
Keep our opinions to ourselves,
Answer yes when we have to,
When all else is no.
