I’m so damn beautiful
That I think I’m ugly.
That said, the spirit of me
Is hard to contain.
Girl, you’ll be a woman soon.
Woman, you’ll be a girl again.
Remember to reinforce me,
Jealousy is natural,
I have done nothing wrong.
I declare my sentiments:
I’m so damn beautiful
That I think I’m wrong.
Multi-generational packs of women
Stare at me because I’m me.
They don’t know I’m beautiful.
They don’t know I’m ugly.
They ratify against me,
Volunteer to fix me,
Wish they were like me.
I lament the prevalence of me,
Wish I was smaller,
Less less less,
Hidden away from everyone.
I’m so damn beautiful
That I think I’m crazy.
I lament the lack of me,
Wish I was bolder,
More more more,
Ubiquitous and flashy.
I’m so damn beautiful
That I think I’m ugly.
I buy right into the eyes
That search me out
And strive to dissipate
My sense of humor.
The tip of the iceberg:
I’m so damn beautiful
That I think I’m not me.
2 comments:
Wow.
That's all I can say.
love you,
~ej
:) You make me smile, ej.
Much love,
Arielle
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