That shouldn’t matter”
“It’s the inside that counts”
Hollow words with no meaning
Things you say just to be nice
Things you say to cover the truth
That you too think that I am inadequate
Pretty eyes wasted on an ugly face
Sweet voice wasted on an ugly shape
Puckered lips wasted on an ugly smile
Hair in strings
Breasts that sag
Hips too large
Blemished face
A thousand things wrong with me
A hundred more I cannot fix
Wise eyes with a stupid mind
Heart that wants to try
Soul that cannot commit
Trapped inside a lazy being
Screaming that those words…..
Should be true and not empty
But if they were?
If they truly meant the things they represent
Maybe there wouldn’t be people like me
….Or people like you