'What Makes Me Pretty.'
So, turns out I'm beautiful.
I'm confused.
Society thinks I'm beautiful?
Of course I'm happy to hear this, but...
What exactly makes me beautiful?
My face?
No. I have too much acne and my nose is big.
So of course that's not it.
My personality?
Nah. That's not important.
My body?
Oh.
Of course that's it!
I'm a female living in a world full of hungry beasts.
See, I have what they call, *****
So every time I post a picture,
And get called gorgeous,
It's not, because that's what I am.
It's, because I'm a thing, a toy that has something on my chest called, *****
So I'm not, "pretty."
I just wear something pretty..
On my chest.
And to you,
That's what makes me pretty.