Wonder, by honesty_kills
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i remember thinking
that they were all that
with perfect hair and gorgeous eyes
and bodies that made me feel fat.
now i question all my reasons
why are they so great?
i simply cannot analyze
what was feeding my hate.
i see them everywhere i go
in such large numbers, adored by ll
i dont understand why i let my self esteem fall
they dont even fit the definition of a "hoe"
sure i know i was jealous
they have things i want
but what really bothers me
is the way they cnstantly flaunt.
i admit that i've said ome things
that caused a lot of controversy
but in the end, i learned
that my mind is my adversary.
i have given, as much as received
my share of dirty looks
but now they no longer pull at me
like a pathetic fish on a hook
i have said my apologies
whether they accept, i care not
i will continue my life
because i know their perfect lives cannot be bought. |
Posted: 2005-06-02 18:38:52 UTC |
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