How can I blame my ugliness
On someone else
When my worst enemy
Is only myself
"How can anything get worse"
Is the question before
something worse happens
It was the day of the school dance
Excitement brighter than the sun
And my depression
darker than the night sky
The qeasiness came
once I heard those dreadful words
"You're going." She said
Gee thanks Mama
My pink party dress was too tight
It announced all my belly rolls
and jiggled when I jumped
But what choice did I have?
I pray they don't play the Electric Slide
I walked to the dance by myself
Makes sense
Who would want to go
with Tazanna Johnson?
I was greeted by pumping music and disgusted stares
The stares followed me into the dance where I gasped
The dance was animal themed
No dresses or suits in sight
Only bunnies, monkeys, and birds
Only prey
My pink dress caught eyes
Eyes dark with disgust
Mouths open with laughter
Fingers pointing and filming
Then the teasing started
"Ew! A predator!"
"She has rolls!"
"Get outta here fattie!"
My heart trying to hide
My body wanting to disappear
My legs pushing to run
I bet I'm the fastest fattie alive
My legs ran and stumbled in some bushes
I hunched over and cried out everything
I cried out the pain from getting teased
I cried out the anger from not being beautiful
I cried out the sadness from not fitting in
I cried out the suffering from being ugly
And through my tears I realized
that I'm only ugly because
I think I'm ugly
My worse enemy isn't those kids
It's isnt those magazine girls
It's isn't my family
It isn't being ugly itself
My worse enemy 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...
