Thats what I am, I guess.
I mean, people have been telling
me that's what I am since
I was two. Maybe younger.
Pretty
as a picture. (Who wants
to be a cliché?) Pretty as
an angel. (Can you see them?)
Pretty as a butterfly. (But
isn't
that really just a Glam bug?)
Cliché, invisible,or insect like,
I grew up knowing I was pretty and believing everything
good
about me had to do with how
I looked. The mirror was my best
friend. Until it started telling
me I want really pretty
Enough
