My nose it too wide
My eyes are too blue
My hair is too straight
My arms are too big
My toes are too long
My hands are too small
My shoulders are too broad.
My skin isn't tan enough
My lips aren't full enough
My hips aren't small enough
My ears aren't long enough
My neck isn't round enough
My eyebrows aren't thin enough
My birthmark isn't hidden enough.
But.
My nose has a freckle on the tip that is so cute
My eyes are round and wide, innocent they seem
My hair is thick and naturally blonde
My arms are super strong
My toenails are perfectly square
My hands are smooth
My shoulders are toned
My pale skin helps when I pretend to be a vampire
My lips are a nice shade of pink
My hips are wide, just more to shake
My ears have enough piercings to make them pretty
My neck has a scar that tells a scary story
My unibrow just means I think nonstop
My birthmark is shaped like heart; why would I want to hide that?
I look in the mirror every day
I point at my reflection
I say, "You **** thang,"
I wink at myself
And I know everything will be okay.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:12 PM UTC
My mom says I can talk to her
But when I do, she says, "That ***** what's for dinner?"
My dad says he understands,
But he says what I feel is inhumane
My therapist gets paid to listen to me rant
But she just prescribes me pills
No one can afford.
Maybe if I had a best friend,
They would watch my cry,
And they would nod
And really understand.
Maybe if I had a dog,
They would never interrupt me,
And they would lick me tear-stained face.
But I am a lone wolf
And I don't like animals
So I talk to myself.
And when the day is close to over
And I just can't bite my lip
I slip into the shower and hug myself.
My lips swell with the emotion I try to hold in.
I can't tell if it's salt water and pure running down my cheeks
But my chest feels like there is a hurricane
Breaking everything it touches.
And my eyes burn but I can't rinse out any more shampoo.
Finally, I can't hold it back,
And with my hands in my hair,
My lips betray me
And a hiccup sort of sound echoes throughout the steamy bathroom.
Then my heart races
And my vision blurs
And my stomach fills with butterflies
And my brain goes into over-drive.
Emotions cave into me,
Draw me into the volcano
But I cannot stop it from erupting.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 10:39 PM UTC