Words Someone Has Probably Already Said

Pretty Thing

Well shit. Ain't you pretty?
The killer is that you don't even know.
Yes, I'm talking to you, deary.
To me, you fucking glow.

One day, someone will love you the way
old Shakespeare spoke of love.
Passionately. Completely. Always.
And in them, for you, there will be enough.

Isn't it a beautiful thought?
One indeed for a beautiful face.
How much of society's bullshit have you bought
to believe you cannot even run the race?

Know that someone loves you now,
as you know so many things,
and someone will love you more. Now,
stand and grin you pretty thing.