Maybe you'll learn to like me when I look better.
When my jeans no longer holds the fats around my waist.
Maybe you'll learn to like me when I'm smarter.
When I can prove to you that I am not such a waste.
I'll dress up like the other girls.
I'll learn how to speak softly.
I'll turn my hair into curls.
I'll try to act confidently.
Maybe you'll learn to like me when I'm not too anxious.
When I talk to people and no longer hide my smile.
Maybe you'll even love me when I try not to act nervous.
When I can be as good as them and act like a lady for a while.
But what if I stayed like that for too long?
What if I can't remember who I was?
Would you still like me if I don't belong?
Would it be okay if I become a fuss?
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Wanderings: Life And Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems about life, love, and all the complexity that surrounds them. These works are unedited.
