when i look in the mirror
i can't appreciate what i see
i'm no work of art
i'm not beautiful
or special
i'm just a girl
who is overlooked
because i'm not the Mona Lisa
i'm just a ****** sidewalk chalk drawing
that was crated by the 8 year old that lives next door
i'm just ugly scribbles on the old concrete sidewalk
no one bothers to look
or to say "hello"
i'm just there
with cracks and flaws in my foundation
that no one bothers to repair
i'm a mediocre piece of art
if i even qualify as that much
and when the rain comes to wash me away i will be gone
but i won't be sad
because i know that even though i wasn't beautiful
or mesmerizing
or enchanting
i had a purpose
i was significant
and hopefully i meant something to someone
and for once in my life
i am happy