UnprettyA Poem by A. V. MadisonSpoken from personal expirience.I remember days, in the spring when I could vent everything til I was censored and unremembered
or when I could look out my window at night and know that everything the critics said is right
I torture myself just to be what they want but common sense in my head just continues to haunt
I don't feel kind, or happy, or pretty at most I don't feel confident in my swimsuit when I'm at the coast I'm locked in my head, and anyone can see I no longer feel happy, I feel unpretty
They say my hair is too red, or my eyes are too green I didn't notice before, but now in the mirror it's all I see They say my freckles are ugly, I'm too short or too tall I used to think I was lovely, but my self-esteem just took a fall
I don't feel kind, or happy, or pretty at most I don't feel confident in my swimsuit when I'm at the coast I'm locked in my head, and anyone can see I no longer feel happy, I feel unpretty © 2012 A. V. MadisonAuthor's Note
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