Black on paper

November 22, 2011
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Glossy red lips, silky smooth legs

Long shiny hair, effortlessly rolling down her shoulders.

She is ready for a night out

Yet im still here stuck in front of my mirror

Trying to look the part, to look good enough.

I had laid out the perfect look this morning

Somehow, I can’t seem to find the right face or the perfect body

They just aren’t me then I guess

I always end up in the deep end of the pool

Somehow someone is always against me for doing I don’t know what

But I never care; at least I try not to

But never come out successful

I get so tired of seeing my face everyday

So much that I ended up breaking my mirror, thrice

Yet I still can’t get used to the eyes that stare back at me

With so much criticism in them

That I just break out into tears for no known reason

All I know is that im just not good enough

I never will be, never can be

My mamma used to tell me that in life

There are different types of people

The go-getters, the negatives, lazy bums, two faced witches

Then comes the b*tches, you just choose which one you fall in

I never thought that one day I

Would be the lucky one to have someone like him

But I am, and there ain’t no turning back, not now anyway.

I was so convinced that I was right,

That I was ugly that I didn’t even listen to my own parents,

Not that I would care what my dad thought,

All he does is destroy my self worth,

Well that is, what I still have in me anyway.

Then there is him, I thank God everyday

That he is there and he found it worth a while

To give the best present to the ugliest of the pack

That way it can turn into a beautiful swan, graceful as ever

I am thankful that there are people like me

Because without people like me,

We wouldn’t have the strong take NO crap b*tches,

And thus the world wouldn’t be very interesting now would it?

But then again, if there weren’t people like you,

I would be inking this sheet in vain,

With no one to read it, no one to know,

I would be engulfed by my own sorrows and happiness.

We all form a part of something big, all have a role.

Even the ugly duckling can make a difference,

He too can fall in love…





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