red blush lingers in my frozen cheeks
as i sit silently all alone in the corner
of the desolate yet crowding room.

i hear their voices again and again
always raqueting and screaming their
taunts and jeers of debasement.

my eyes glance down at this tattered body
that hangs over my bulky inner skeleton
of no support nor strength.

i can't look in the mirror anymore
because all i see are their jeers again
and i'm left ashamed again.

the cosmetic magazines that line
from top to bottom, my book case
only serve as a never relenting taunt to my eye.

i continue to sit in my corner, blushing,
daydreaming of when i will sparkle and shine
but, when i open my eyes to the mirror--

i'm still ugly

06/13/2003

Posted on 06/13/2003
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