Pretty
All I've ever wanted to be was pretty
Maybe society has tampered my views
But it wasn't particularly so someone will love me
It was more for me, not you
Pretty is a confusing concept;
It has been pulled, stretched, and plucked
So in reason, we're all pretty
But to me that isn't enough
I don't like my pretty
I'm not happy with myself
I want thin, I want petite
I'm not comfortable in my shell
Deep down I know I'm beautiful
I just find it hard to believe
Sometimes I wish I wasn't so blind
And saw the beauty within me
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Attempts
RandomI suck at poetry, but I've been told I'm very good at it. [Most likely depressing]
