I
Am awkward
And jumbled
I fit together
Like sticks
And stones
With childs elmer glue
Like a macaroni smiley face
With the edges all wonky
And you say my "curves" are beautiful
But i say my "angles" are awkward
Too sharp
My hips
Too prominent
You can see my collar bone
For miles
My ribs are
All too
There
My skin has become transparent
My veins
An ugly blue
My freckles
Out of place
I just dont know what
To do
Im a scarecrow
Of human peices
Individually
Good
But sow me together
I dont quite fit
I
Am awkward
And jumbled
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC
I
Am awkward
And jumbled
I fit together
Like sticks
And stones
With childs elmer glue
Like a macaroni smiley face
With the edges all wonky
And you say my "curves" are beautiful
But i say my "angles" are awkward
Too sharp
My hips
Too prominent
You can see my collar bone
For miles
My ribs are
All too
There
My skin has become transparent
My veins
An ugly blue
My freckles
Out of place
I just dont know what
To do
Im a scarecrow
Of human peices
Individually
Good
But sow me together
I dont quite fit
I
Am awkward
And jumbled
Not a good poem. Not any form to it. Just some thoughts on myself.