Posted: November 9, 2010 in Poems

Standing in front of the mirror

I scowl at what I see

A short girl

Who’s much too fat

Her clothes are out of style

And she just looks plain bad

Her hair sticks out

In every direction

Her roots are starting to show

She just looks ridiculous

The make up she applied

Just like her friends did

Makes her look like a model

For an all clown’s circus

Her cheeks are too pink

Her skin isn’t flawless

Her lips are too small

Her voice is sounds too deep

She doesn’t have talent

Not even a little

So why does she bother

I still sit and wonder

    The mirror should shatter
    At the mere thought of her face

I sigh sadly

And go on with my day


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