Dedicated to every girl who's ever had one of their prettier, skinnier, more popular friends try to tell them they're beautiful and they wish they could be like them, and to all girls(or boys I suppose) who don't believe a word of it. Love yourself for all the reasons no one else could!!
You're sweet,
You tell me you're jealous,
That you wish that you could be
Beautiful in every way
Perfect just like me.
I want to say thanks
But I don't know how
So I nod and tell you you're sweet.
While inside feeling
like a fraud for accepting
The lies that slip through your teeth.
Laughing, you tell me
I'm the funniest girl alive.
Your eyes sparkle like cider.
And every time I try to deny it,
Your smile grows even wider.
But I'm not beautiful.
I've never been
The one that's center stage.
That's always been you,
Don't deny that it's true,
You're the bride while
I'm always the maid.
I appreciate your sweetness.
But I really crave your truth.
I don't believe your words at all so
You say you'll show me the proof.
We stand in front of your mirror
And I wish that I could run
I know you think you're helping but
I'm the only one
Out of the two of us that knows
what it's like to feel
Unwanted; This isn't just some game.
For me, this is real.
You tell me to look
at my beautiful face.
All I see are my eyes,
Gray and cold and steel like,
They hold my story inside.
You move on and compare
my long dark mane to each limp
and bland blonde strand.
But my hair is the shadow
I hide behind,
Refusing your helping hand.
I'm not pretty, nor sweet like you,
Though I wish I could be.
It hurts to hear you lie like this
so please, just pretty please,
Leave me alone,
Let me be,
I don't care that
you're prettier than me.
I don't feel bad until you try
To make me feel better
Because I know it's a lie.
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The Things I Leave Unsaid
PoesieMy thoughts in poems. I'm not suicidal or even truly unhappy. I'm just confused and lost and I hope someone out there understands. These are the everyday thoughts I have that float around in my mind. This is my life, in poems. I like my poems and I...