i grew up thinking i was beautiful but then people told i don't know what beautiful means.
it's what's on the outside
that counts:
small feet
toned thighs
big butt
slim wait
big boobs
showing collarbones
small neck
high cheekbones
closed mouth
a realistic smile
quiet giggles
no acne
20/20 vision
turned away looks
and closed eyes when some man
gets to close to another girl
self degrading actions
not accepting compliments
and accepting criticism
not crying when you're mom
tells you you're not that beautiful
but good enough so no one will
have to settle on you.
these were words that
i was supposed to be.
being this is being beautiful.
in this society being beautiful
means pleasing men
and not yourself.
being beautiful is becoming this
list of words and burying
the actual you 6 feet under.
'*'
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Why You
ПоэзияJust poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Pl...
