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Nothing depresses me more than when a picture is taken. A day of bliss but when the camera comes out I suddenly remember how ugly I am. Even on the days I feel pretty, I smile and it flashes- and the results bring me to tears for even though I know I'm a heinous beast, born with a pig's face isntead of a human, I still always wonder why I was cursed like this. why I am perpetually a mutant. I still have hope that I'll be satisfied with a picture one day, that I won't grimace and cry and not feel a tremendous amount of guilt for the swans that have to share the same photo as I, and that maybe this nasty pink pudgy acned pig face will peel off. I know it won't. But I can hope.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
"Smile!"
Nothing depresses me more than when a picture is taken. A day of bliss but when the camera comes out I suddenly remember how ugly I am. Even on the days I feel pretty, I smile and it flashes- and the results bring me to tears for even though I know I'm a heinous beast, born with a pig's face isntead of a human, I still always wonder why I was cursed like this. why I am perpetually a mutant. I still have hope that I'll be satisfied with a picture one day, that I won't grimace and cry and not feel a tremendous amount of guilt for the swans that have to share the same photo as I, and that maybe this nasty pink pudgy acned pig face will peel off. I know it won't. But I can hope.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
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