PRETTY GIRLS

Pretty girls

Pretty woeful

Tears and mascara

Not so pretty after all

 

Pretty girls

Pretty sensitive

Holding on to hurtful remarks

Downcast and pensive

 

Pretty girls

Concealing ‘ugly’ features

To questionable standards

Emblazoned in tabloids and magazine spreads

 

Pretty girls

Pretty slaves

Pretty in a rush

To dig their graves

I Am The Ugly Duckling

ugly duckling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today I feel exposed

Insecure, lashing out at the mirror

Wrinkles I see, an unshapely nose

Depressed, hating the person that I am

I am the ugly duckling, for sure.

 

Today I keep to myself

Diffident, I am at my lowest point.

My protruding belly, and an unsightly breakout

Unhappy, I am crushed, falling to my knees

I am the ugly duckling, here to disappoint.

 

Today I declare  revamping

Concerned, I feel the urge to change me

Dreaming of a curvy behind and a porcelain face 

I will starve myself in hope of a weight drop

I am the ugly duckling, I hate me.

 

Today I can’t do anything

Unworthy, I give up, what’s the use

Hide your mirrors, cover up your lenses.

If you wish not to see the hag

I am the ugly duckling,

But go easy with your verbal abuse.