i wish i were a pretty girl
with a thin and fragile body,
and dark, intriguing features.
the gentle curves of my body,
to compliment
my soft, pale skin.
long, slender legs
to walk with a graceful ease.
and full, tender lips,
just waiting to be kissed.
i realize that i can
never starve myself enough,
wear enough makeup
or fancy clothing,
take enough drugs,
or lie to myself enough
to make me look beautiful.
i know i'll never be a pretty girl.