The apple does not
Fall far from the tree
If that was the truth
I wouldn't be an ugly sight to see
The prey are everywhere
Paperback, the small screen
Even my own blood
Mama moves with such grace
Strutting her long legs
Fluttering her lashes
Pretty eyes that make you weak
How come I don't look like that?
My mom's toned body
My dad's deep brown eyes
My grandma's million dollar smile
My beautiful family
And me?
Forever a big body
Dull eyes
A worthless smile
Tazanna Johnson
The ugliest
Thickest
Worthless branch
in the whole family tree
My branch is more like a twig
A twig that is blown off
from the world's cruel winds
And this just proves that no makeup, clothes, or genetics
Can change my mien
Because I am ugly
And ugly is me
Tazanna Johnson
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Beautiful Is Me
PoetryThis is a poem for anyone out there who feels like they are being judged on appearances and who have low self esteem. Tazanna Johnson has been big her whole life or so-called fat as people like to tease her. It's gotten to the point where Tazanna f...
