there was once
a girl,
she was happy and confident.
never cared about
her looks.
her smiles were ever
so bright,
while her eyes shine like stars.
beginning of 8th grade
everything changed.
she's snow obsessed over
her looks
spending hours on hair
and makeup.
never believed anyone
who called her pretty.
now,
her smiles aren't as bright as
before.
her eyes still shine
but they shine with tears.
not tears of happiness
nor tears of sadness
but tears of
disappointment
she thought that
she would never be
good enough.
yet she kept a smile
on her face, even though
she was breaking inside.
because no one cares
unless you're pretty or
dying.
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
there was once
a girl,
she was happy and confident.
never cared about
her looks.
her smiles were ever
so bright,
while her eyes shine like stars.
beginning of 8th grade
everything changed.
she's snow obsessed over
her looks
spending hours on hair
and makeup.
never believed anyone
who called her pretty.
now,
her smiles aren't as bright as
before.
her eyes still shine
but they shine with tears.
not tears of happiness
nor tears of sadness
but tears of
disappointment
she thought that
she would never be
good enough.
yet she kept a smile
on her face, even though
she was breaking inside.
because no one cares
unless you're pretty or
dying.
Request permission to use this poem