Fashion

fashion.

It doesn't mean a thing.

fashion.

It once was and now it's happening.

Fashion, oh fashion, ever-changing and bold

A form of expression, 

From the runways of Paris to the streets of New York

It's a language we all speak, without having to talk

It's not just about the clothes, but the way we wear them

The statement we make, the image we share with them

A form of art, a way to stand out-

SELF EXPRESSION

A reflection of ourselves, without any doubt

From vintage to modern, from classic to chic

There's something for everyone, a style unique

With every passing season, trends come and go

But fashion remains, a constant flow

It's a game of balance, of color and shape

A canvas to create, a chance to escape

To be who we want, to express our true selves

Fashion allows us, to break out of our shells

But beware, for fashion can also deceive

It can make us believe, things we don't need

It can lead us astray, and make us conform

But true style, comes from within, not from a norm

So wear what you love, be your own muse

For fashion is only, a tool we use

To showcase our individuality, our flair

It's not about following, but finding what we wear

Fashion, oh fashion, let's embrace the change

But never forget, it's not what makes us strange

For true beauty lies, in confidence and grace

And that, my dear, will never go out of style Time to embrace.