I've always been too skinny
and a little bit too tall
my torso almost looks
like there is zero flesh at all
my complexion's very pale
worryingly more than most
not unlike my mother,
if my mother was a ghost
my eyes are chocolate brown
with darker flecks inside
my lips are small and round
no cupid's bow in sight
people say I'm beautiful
that my smile is sweet
I don't really see it
but mum says I'm a treat
Ruby's always honest
and she says I'm super cute
I asked my friend Georgie
and he just called me a "beaut"
don't know why they think this
it's obviously not true
looking in the mirror
always makes me sorta blue
Sammy saying "OMG, I'd die
for such a figure! "
doesn't stop me wishing that my hips were slightly bigger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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