March 19, 2022
Pale legs painted with
gake tan
Bleached, fried hair ~ lifeless of vibrancy and dull colored roots;
freckled, green eyes
for how I wish they were blue.
Everything that I am,
I wish — I yearn — for something different,,,
better.
Magazines are not the root cause of my body disappointment
I was inspired to become better
by a family that weighed me down with insults like lead of the family stone
I must be something I'm not
to earn the respect I deserve.
The family stone has never protected me;
they were my first bullies.
Tormentors that live inside my home —
Rent free inside my head.
Their voices echoing across my cerebral cortex.
I developed internally with everything that is wrong with me etched across my weaken spine
I matured knowing that I could be better
And it came with great disappointment to know that my attempts failed.
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