Once Beautiful

The mirror confirmed her longing gaze
As she took in her form as it was.
Her workers tan and freckled face--
All her blemishes and flaws.
Imagination graced her mind
As a tear gave proof her broken heart;
For a dress of style she pined...
Only she knew it could never impart.

She wonders why her best as it was,
(Though she tried to give it her all)
All she did 'twas never enough;
Her heart so full of grief felt so small.
She worked hard in her days of youth.
Her joy was found in her strength.
But if she was now to tell the truth
It was wearing on her tired faith.

All she did and all she knew was this;
It was all she'd ever done in life.
Though she did enjoy works challenges
It was beginning to bring her strife.
Hard it was too be a difference
From all the lasses her age.
Watching then laugh made her wince;
In their joy she wished to engage.

Not once had she ever worn a gown.
Not once had makeup graced her face.
Everywhere she'd go and walk around
Feeling awful and so out of place.
She embraced her different lifestyle;
And she smiled despite her pain;
She found joy as she worked the miles
Though her life wasn't the same.

She cries sometimes when sorrow calls.
In a mirror she looks herself in the eye.
Slowly slowly they begin fall;
To say they saw beauty, oh, a lie!
She was different and it'd be okay;
She would accept herself as she was.
But she dreamed of a dress today,
So she could be beautiful, if only once.

Author's Note

I still don't know what I think of this one. You?? I mean I just write because it helps sometimes. The only way to get things off my mind. I need someone else to judge it and tell me what it really is. It dosent have to be positive.
This one is about my strict upbringing and lack of self confidence. Always having to wear bland clothes and not being allowed to wear makeup or cut my hair. I'm often the girl alone in the corner and I grew up thinking there was something wrong with me. By the time I was 16 I was 100% convinced there was no beauty in me. So I sought a beautiful soul. A quest I'm still on.

Reviews

[samparks,sam]

I read this nice thought, but your poem concrete only she...... spread your theme common one situation at all you write good

[Valentine]

Honey, I am not a pro at writing, I just put down the words and thoughts as they come. This write made me think of outside beauty is not so important, in a lasting relationship what we find on the inside of a person is what is important. Valentine