"Mirror"
I stare at this girl i see
Filled with disgust and disappointment
Her hair isn't soft
Its dry and oily
Her face is filled with zits and bumps
Her thighs and stomach are too big
Her eyes are an ugly brown
Her teeth have cavities.
She is just so Ugly
How could he ever like Her
It just doesn't make any sense
And if i could i would smack her right
Cross her face if i could
But i can't
Because if i did
I would break my mirror.
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Poems of the Young one
PoetryI started to write poems when I was about 14. Im 16 now and I have over 100 poems. I'm attempting to put them all on here and hopefully share my words with the world. <3
