In the mirror
I see someone
Who I am not
I see myself.
My nice outfit
Dressed up girly.
Dressed to impress
My family.
This is not me.
Hair long and thick,
Easy to knot
And hard to comb.
I want it short.
Easy to brush
And hard to knot.
Heels and make-up,
I never will
Do this again.
Why should I need
To be fancy
For family?
This poem demonstrates how I feel when my parents want me to dress-up for family. Usually I manage to talk my way out of it but still am forced to try things on and let my mom put make-up on me. It makes me feel fake and uncomfortable but I still do it for the sake of keeping a relationship with my family.
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Book Of Dark Poems
PoetryVolume 1. This book is to express my feelings and thoughts. Anything in italics explains why I wrote the poem and a little bit about me. It contains romance, emotional, and (hopefully) relatable poetry.
