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by barbara May 4, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Every day she sees someone new Someone who's prettier then her She wishes she could change just a few So that she could somehow be better Bigger boobs a smaller waist My how she'd die to be perfect She's not happy with the smile on her face Because it has proof that she's human Bathing suit models oh wow what a treat I wish I could look as good as them Better hair smaller feet Anything to make me more like a woman She sees herself as a girl a freak Nobody a guy would want She's never silent or even meek But still her soul is so gaunt So empty and yet so full of dread To be a better person She'd like to have better ideas in her head And somehow be a prettier woman Shes tired of being a 15 year old girl She wants to be a woman A beautiful woman a diamond a pearl Anything to be a true lady
by Beauty In The Breaking
Great again Barbara 5/5 You always have a talent for expressing the emotions in the poem so perfectly. Never lose that talent. And I only have one more to go and I've voted and commented on all of them =) xoxox Rhea xoxox