as i look in the mirror..
what do i see?
a girl whos unhappy..
im unhappy with me.
i cant take the outside..
the outside of me..
for the person i look at..
so ugly is she.
im hating my visual..
the body of me..
for i look at it funny..
so cruely does he..
he looks at me oddly..
the looks of me..
are so unappealing..
is what i might be..
but there is a beauty..
a beauty in me..
my beautys inside..
the inside of me..
but that doesnt matter
the insides of me..
for all people care about..
is the outside that they see..

which is unfortunate...




* i deleted this poem and then re wrote it because i didnt like the title..*
NO I DID NOT COPY THIS. i just resubmit it..
 
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