Erin B. H.
More Than Pretty - Poem by Erin B. H.
People tell me I'm more than pretty
But honestly, I think they just say that out of pity
Why would anybody call me that?
It doesn't make sense
Sometimes I see it
Sometimes the words they say just fit
I look i the mirror and I see what they talk about it
But one minute its there, the next its not
Everybody seems to be better than me
Don't lie to me and say the are not
i want to be as amazing as they are
But that is, as they say a long shot
Don't lie to me and tell me I'm more than pretty
I know what the truth is, its okay
I don't like being lied to
So don't even bother
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