I am ugly
Words that claw their way out between frozen lips
They quiver and quake as they question their existence
Trembling with the fear of being seen, noticed
Snarling accusations that bounce off mirrors
smooth and clear, polished by the insecurities of those around it
Walls Painted dull and yellowed by mildew
Fading away against the beautiful crystal clear images the mirrors contain
Reflections of gorgeous ever scowling faces
Mere copies of the long forgotten originals
Reflected again and again in those too afraid to show their true self
Desperately striving for others to see only their surface beauty
But True beauty is not for all to see
Were only as beautiful as we choose to be
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
I am ugly
Words that claw their way out between frozen lips
They quiver and quake as they question their existence
Trembling with the fear of being seen, noticed
Snarling accusations that bounce off mirrors
smooth and clear, polished by the insecurities of those around it
Walls Painted dull and yellowed by mildew
Fading away against the beautiful crystal clear images the mirrors contain
Reflections of gorgeous ever scowling faces
Mere copies of the long forgotten originals
Reflected again and again in those too afraid to show their true self
Desperately striving for others to see only their surface beauty
But True beauty is not for all to see
Were only as beautiful as we choose to be
Sonnet