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I woke up this morning
A morning as any other
I walked into the bathroom
And looked at my reflection
I thought--
Why do I look like this?
The question confused me
But it was the same question
I asked myself every day.
Bronze skin,
Brown eyes,
A body that doesn't view as fit for the human eye
I get snicker and stares
As if a clown entered the streets
And I ask myself
Why do I look like this?
School--
Entering the doors of hell
I feel knives stabbing at my skin,
Carving off each flaw I ever had on my body
Feeling it being scraped off like a thanksgiving turkey
Forcefully, taking in each translucent whisper and question
That was like poison to my brain
They ask--
"Why does she look like that?"
Ugly--
Written across every inch of my notebook in class
Hair not long and lustful like other girls,
Skin not clear and perfect like other girls,
I ask myself in torment each and every daring second
Feeling the hot oil of imperfection take over me
All my insecurities wrap onto me like a unwanted Christmas present.
I ask myself,
Why do I look like this?
Home--
My mother cooking dinner
I walk up to her
Eyes blood shot
And a heart filled with destructiveness
She turned and looked at me
She asks--
"Why do I look like that?"
I turned and feeling each hot emotion of emptiness
stream down my face
I answer--
"I don't know."
Breaking down she looks at me
I ask once again
"Why do I look like this? Why am I unnatural"
The words to her were like a fired off shot gun
The silence overbearing
My pain numb
She answers in a tone--
"Unnatural is not the word to describe you."
She made me look into a mirror
A mortal enemy in which
Showed every weakness
Each aspect of this human flesh
That didn't deem worthy of existence
She answers--
"You're beautiful,
A single word doesn't describe you,
You're intelligent, amazing, courageous,
Charming, resilient...You're what makes you alive
You're far from ugly, the people who stare at you,
Stare at your assets more than your faults
Nothing can take you away,
I see everything good in you,
Now it's time you see that in yourself."
A speech of things that didn't clog into my head,
I smiled in tears,
Heading into my 4 cornered bedroom
I fell asleep
I woke up this morning,
A morning as any other
I walked into the bathroom
And looked at myself in the mirror
As I stared into the mirror--
I smiled.
A morning as any other
I walked into the bathroom
And looked at my reflection
I thought--
Why do I look like this?
The question confused me
But it was the same question
I asked myself every day.
Bronze skin,
Brown eyes,
A body that doesn't view as fit for the human eye
I get snicker and stares
As if a clown entered the streets
And I ask myself
Why do I look like this?
School--
Entering the doors of hell
I feel knives stabbing at my skin,
Carving off each flaw I ever had on my body
Feeling it being scraped off like a thanksgiving turkey
Forcefully, taking in each translucent whisper and question
That was like poison to my brain
They ask--
"Why does she look like that?"
Ugly--
Written across every inch of my notebook in class
Hair not long and lustful like other girls,
Skin not clear and perfect like other girls,
I ask myself in torment each and every daring second
Feeling the hot oil of imperfection take over me
All my insecurities wrap onto me like a unwanted Christmas present.
I ask myself,
Why do I look like this?
Home--
My mother cooking dinner
I walk up to her
Eyes blood shot
And a heart filled with destructiveness
She turned and looked at me
She asks--
"Why do I look like that?"
I turned and feeling each hot emotion of emptiness
stream down my face
I answer--
"I don't know."
Breaking down she looks at me
I ask once again
"Why do I look like this? Why am I unnatural"
The words to her were like a fired off shot gun
The silence overbearing
My pain numb
She answers in a tone--
"Unnatural is not the word to describe you."
She made me look into a mirror
A mortal enemy in which
Showed every weakness
Each aspect of this human flesh
That didn't deem worthy of existence
She answers--
"You're beautiful,
A single word doesn't describe you,
You're intelligent, amazing, courageous,
Charming, resilient...You're what makes you alive
You're far from ugly, the people who stare at you,
Stare at your assets more than your faults
Nothing can take you away,
I see everything good in you,
Now it's time you see that in yourself."
A speech of things that didn't clog into my head,
I smiled in tears,
Heading into my 4 cornered bedroom
I fell asleep
I woke up this morning,
A morning as any other
I walked into the bathroom
And looked at myself in the mirror
As I stared into the mirror--
I smiled.
A poem. How I felt, How I wish someone answered to me.
© 2013 - 2024 Narrate
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You're not ugly. Don't ever call yourself that, because it's just a lie. It's just something for you to blame for society turning it's back on you or trying to push you down. Don't ever let someone else call you ugly either, because nor is that true. Everyone has their own goodness, and some people are more attractive than others in looks, but that doesn't make you any less attractive in personality. Honestly, when I see girls try too hard to look appealing, it's a little revolting to know that they'd change their entire feature to please someone else.
Don't be like them. Be yourself, which is already beautiful.