The Currency of Beauty - Svalbard

Reduced to an image

On a daily basis

Reduced to an image

Like we have nothing else to give

Reduced to an image

On a daily basis

Reduced to an image

Like there is nothing else of worth

I am not your trophy

I am more than my body

Not here to be your pretty face

They are worth more than your gaze

Not here to be your pretty face

I am worth more than your gaze

I do not owe you beauty

Let me be a human being

This shit needs to stop

Acknowledge them beyond their looks

Physical beauty isn’t currency

I am not more valuable if I am pretty

Not here to be your fantasy

They are not a prize to be won

Not here to be your fantasy

I am not a prize to be won

These shallow things you treasure

One day they will all be gone

Physical beauty isn’t currency

I am not more valuable if I am pretty

Does it even matter if we are wise?

Do you listen when we speak our minds?

Does it matter how hard we try?

Do you hear us when we cry?

We do not want to be objectified

We do not want to be objectified

Need to change the way

We talk about girls

Stop measuring them

On such shallow terms

Stop diminishing them

To physical conquests

Stop viewing them

As empty objects

Stop fucking rating us

Stop fucking hating us

This isn’t a pageant

And it isn’t a compliment

To receive such shallow judgment

To receive such shallow judgment