Ugly

Ugly

A Poem by Aehr

Sometimes I feel I'm ugly
And I really want to cry
Why are the others better than me?
It really makes me sigh

Those other girl with make - up
And unevenly cut hair
Those girls are the only ones
About whom everyone cares

All my friends look much more pretty
I'm the only one who's not
While they have fun and flaunt their looks
I'm the one who's left to rot

There's nothing I can think of
There's nothing I can do
Maybe I really am ugly
And maybe that's the truth

© 2012 Aehr


Author's Note

Aehr
This is the way I feel sometimes. And when I say sometimes, I really mean only SOMEtimes. But many people feel that way, and eventually, they get over it. So do I. I guess.. everyone feels like that once in a while.... Just a thought.

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You speak of physical ugliness and outward appearances. I know, I know, fifteen, sixteen-ish boys only care about the outward appearances at that age. I have two boys around that same age and one of them has worked as a model for Hollister. But boys grow up. And boys do, eventually and contrary to popular opinions voiced frequently by the fairer sex, in fact grow up. They become men. Men, real men, see beyond the make-up, false eyelashes, and breast implants. Those things fade away, wither and die in time. But the soul, the beauty that one harbors within their spirit, I don't believe that ever dies. And one day, a real man will see and appreciate that spirited beauty in you. I have no doubt...

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Aehr

12 Years Ago

thank you.



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i was an ugly duckling, i fit the story to a tee

and all the other girls grew up

and i just grew wings

Posted 11 Years Ago


We do and its ok to explore that in poetry - to empathize, to communicate, to purge - its only a problem when we stay at this place. I would say dismiss them all - those who would tear you down (including the one in the mirror who does it) but even at my age - I still feel this way. As time does things to my body that freak me out - I look in that mirro and I hate my own reflection. We are our own worst critics. This poem speaks to that.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Lovely expression of fragile feelings!

Posted 11 Years Ago


much more pretty?

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great poem! I think everyone has felt this way before.I really like the way you described the feelings and the action of comparing yourself to others.That is really how you feel,It's a horrible habit.I hope you know how beautiful you truly are.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Aehr

12 Years Ago

i know, but everyone ends up comparing.... i guess! :P
 Soul Fire

12 Years Ago

I guess so.It's a horrible and common habit
Aehr

12 Years Ago

i know, but its not habitual for me
You speak of physical ugliness and outward appearances. I know, I know, fifteen, sixteen-ish boys only care about the outward appearances at that age. I have two boys around that same age and one of them has worked as a model for Hollister. But boys grow up. And boys do, eventually and contrary to popular opinions voiced frequently by the fairer sex, in fact grow up. They become men. Men, real men, see beyond the make-up, false eyelashes, and breast implants. Those things fade away, wither and die in time. But the soul, the beauty that one harbors within their spirit, I don't believe that ever dies. And one day, a real man will see and appreciate that spirited beauty in you. I have no doubt...

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Aehr

12 Years Ago

thank you.
I feel like this a lot of the time ahha but awesome poem ! :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


To tell you the truth, I've dealt with this a lot. I have ask a lot of questions as to why am I so ugly or why does my friends look so much better than me. To tell you the truth, the only reason why I was asking that was because my friends were getting the guys whereas I couldn't get any. I figured out late that it was not true, and I'm kind of glad that I'm single. Good Job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Aehr

12 Years Ago

oh! nothing like that with me and my friends! We are all single... Thank you, by the way!
Sometimes I feel like this too :)
I love the poem.
Very well written
xx

Posted 12 Years Ago


Self hatred does spark not in a completely dark and menacing way; but rather a morose way. If that makes sense. You really should not be too hard on yourself though.
Good job expressing yourself.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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