6 years old.
Blue ribbon, silk ribbon,
Streaming through my hair.
Pigtails, toothless smile;
Mirror am I pretty yet?
10 years old.
Ponytail, Bobby pins,
Taming my messy hair.
Chubby thighs, crooked smile;
Mirror am I pretty yet?
14 years old.
Straight hair, lipstick,
Mascara running down my face.
Trembling knees, broken smile;
Mirror at I pretty yet?
16 years old.
Messy buns, chapped lips,
Sobbing eyes and bloody wrist.
Bony thighs, fake smile;
Mirror at I pretty yet?
- Julie Martinez
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Deep quotes ✔
RandomWarning: Click this book, you'll enter your mind where sadness is deep inside P.S : Get some tissues ready cuz it's going to be a bumpy emotional roller coaster.
