Should I slather on some contour to shape and illusion a perfect nose?
Should I beseech the doctor for rhinoplasty?
Should I beg him to give me a nose job? Botox my forehead, doll me up?
Will that make me pretty? Will all the boys look at me?
I'm not ready to take this shit anymore, dear society, dear ladies, and my dear men.
If ya'll hate my nose, my ear, my skin, my hair, then stop looking at me!
I'm too skinny? I'm too fat? Ye hypocrites, have you ever looked in a mirror?
Created in God's image I am. If I am ugly, then God is too.
Now that isn't theoretically possible, is it?
He's Perfect.
What are you?
YOU ARE READING
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