Beauty Poem by Antoinette Rose Maria Rogers

When you look at me
you see a beautiful picture
all done up
in make-up and pearls
diamond earrings with a
matching necklace
rocking Roca-Wear

My soul is screaming
no one care to listen
If you would look into my eyes
you'll see all the
misery, pain, and stress
but you are distracted
by my body
and blind to my weariness.

They say beauty
is only skin deep
finally I comprehend
I'll rather starve
than lose all the glances
I just can't stop
wearing those tight pants
It hurts me to know
I'm not beautiful
It scares me to know
It matters so much.



By,
~Rose~