she used to dye her hair
and now she's gone and cut it off
and dyed her eyebrows instead
it makes me wonder if I'm not the only one
who has a few screws loose in their head
I'll never understand
these beauty ideals she keeps
because I always thought
she was beautiful the way she was born
(but society has told her different,
and we human fools always listen
to society above anyone else)
she just laughs and shakes her head
when I tell her just how beautiful she is
because she's always comparing herself
to them, but they're what she'll never be
because unlike those other girls who have faded
she'll always be beautiful to me
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
