Ugly

An old poem I wrote when I wasn't very happy about the way I looked.

I look in the mirror,
and all I see is Ugly.
My hands caress this creature,
and I feel skin as soft as my own.
It's lips are chapped like mine
and it's acne are in the same places.
I stand here looking at Ugly
and a sudden sickness takes to my stomach.

When I scream,
it screams.
It follows me everywhere I go,
this Ugly.
It's putrid red hair frizzes up all over the place,
and most people can't help but stare.
But,
why does it seem that they are staring at me?
I stop to look in a mirror,
and once again all I see is Ugly.

I have smashed,
all the mirrors in my house.
I don't allow myself to look
into reflective surfaces.
Because all I will see is Ugly.

Reviews

[OnceUponATimeWriter]

I love this. It describes how you feel amazingly and it is very easy to relate to. I love how its almost a seperate person, it shows how people who feel like this almost feel like they are a different person. I love how it is set up and the lack of rhyming helps with the lost feeling. This is a really good poem and i think that you should keep it up =)

[Faolchu]

great poem :)