You fell in love with the idea of me.
Why do you expect me to live up to the pedestal you've place me on ?
one you created all by yourself.
You hid there stacking me up lovingly, patiently.
Crowning me, without my knowledge or compliance.
How is what you want me to be expected to have any effect on who I am ?
If you love the idea so much,
feel free to create a being .
You can sculpt her to be curvy or thin,
You can paint her to be fair or dark.
You can extend her legs so that they reach the sky.
You can make all her features so that they please your eyes.
but you can't change me, not one little bit.
You're unhappy with how I look,
so look away.
You needn't burden yourself with such unpleasantness.
I happen to love every feature of mine.
It's not my fault you can't appreciate true beauty.
That's okay though,
You're entitled to own wrong opinion.
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PoesiaAn arbitrary collection of expressive thoughts... Updates come every week Leave stars where you smile :) I'd very much like an opinion in the comments ❤️ There are a few punctuation errors .
