She looks at the mirror but she doesn't like what she sees,
I told her that when she touches people, she stings just like the bees,
I also told her that she isn't an ugly dog with fleas,
I told her that she's an beautiful angel with bright sparkling wings,
I bet that one day a guy will appreciate her and not because of what she brings
- Author: Aaliyah Gisele (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 12th, 2017 15:57
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about how I used to feel about myself. I was always told that I was ugly and I still am today. And those kinds of things brings back those feelings and that pain I went through. I looked in the mirror and saw what I didn't want to see. I was not beautiful at all
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Ohhhhhhhh LIYAH ~Don't be so hard on yourself ! Your are a beautiful Angel with bright sparkly wings. There is much more to you besides how you think you look ! You are sassy for being up front on this site and you write good poetry ! You are just as GOD made you _ inside and out ~ we all have to accept ourselves in terms of appearance ~ skills ~ where and when we are born etc nd make the very best of ourselves ~ OK ! Thinking of you ~ BRIAN
Thanks for supporting me
Awwwwwwww! Thanks! Now I feel better
I'm beautiful?
Thanks. People at my school don't appreciate art, poetry, or nothing
No one is ugly everyone is as beautiful as ever. We are all the same, and yes some might be cheerleaders, and have the perfect skin, and everything. Then there are others like me who just throw on comfortable clothes, and have scars...her battle scars. Although we are ALL beautiful. Every single one of us. Your poem is wonderful, and you have a talent. Never let others harmful words bring you down. Live life how you want it, and never let anyone try to control you.
Thanks. I'm a very emotional and sensitive girl, so I'm gonna cry
Oh I love this one..
This has been going
On since time immemorial
I had it 50 years ago,
And I would think others
Had it well before that...
An issue of self worth
Describes me to a tee..
Thanks. I felt so ugly and not treasured
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