People say she's a beauty
she hears it all the time
but when she thinks about herself
she can't tell why
she looks into the mirror
wishing for perfection
she doesher makeup and her hair
then frowns at her reflection
she throw the mirror down
it shatters on the floor
she runs to her bed crying
she can't take it anymore
she wants a better smile
and a different hair color
she hates her nose,body,and feet
and wishes her freckles weren't there
she doesn't talk to many boys
she's not popular at school
she's hoping for attention
she wishes she was cool
you think she's very happy
but that's just all a lie
her insecurities and pain
are hidden in diguise
she goes back into the bathroom
quietly shuts the door
she picks up a piece of glass
and sit on the floor
she connect the broken pieces together
a puzzle of glass
she starts to think
she think about her past
she remembers when she was little
when no one was mean
it didnt matter how u looked or dressed
its so tough to be a teen
she glues togeher the pieces
still sitting on the cold bathroom tiles
she looks into the mirror and saw:
a broken girl in a broken world forced to fake a smile
YOU ARE READING
Her
Poetrythis is my first poem/short story so please read,comment ,and vote. If you want to give me some constructive critism then please do so. this poem thing explain how hard it is to be a teen and explains how some teen girls are insecure and its not som...
