Too pretty to be bothered,
Too bothered to be considered pretty.
Not enough to please you,
So how could I possibly please anyone but me.
Too short to reach your face,
Too tall for your embrace.
Too strong to ever fail,
Too weak to ever be held.
Too much,
Not enough.
Too dark,
Too light.
Too mouthy,
Can't sit up right.
Too weird to be one of us,
Too smart to sit with us.
Too nice
Too mean
Not enough fabric,
Never too clean.
Too boring,
Too fun,
Too black
Too white.
Too fat,
Too thick,
Too much to ever fit in.
To fit in is to feel wanted,
But to feel wanted is to want yourself.
YOU ARE READING
Woman.
PoesíaA book of poems and feelings. A book from a girl, a rose from the concrete. A Woman growing.
