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"Am I attractive?"

by Chris D Lavigne

She asked, “Am I attractive?”
I replied, “I’m sorry, do I know you?

1) Would I have to base my opinion upon personal preference or generalized standards
(i.e. physical measurements / color of hair or eyes / body shape or weight)
2) There are 6.5 B people on this planet
estimate approx. ½ female
say slightly less than 1/3 between the ages of 18-35
and you feel that your physical appearance somehow allows you to be unique
from about 750 M other women

Wouldn’t it be easier to hand me a bucket of sand and ask me which grain I think
looks the most attractive?!
Did I miss the memo stating that this is a game that I have to play
to actually have to judge someone as if life is a contest
and the most beautiful shall win?!
Because I shall choose not to participate in this game
where physical appearance is more important than one’s actions, beliefs, values, or
personality
Am I wrong in believing this?
Or is it just because we’ve had it burned into our minds for so long that we just accept
this as the way that it is supposed to be
How many people have to die of cosmetic surgery or dietary supplements before we
start asking ourselves...”Is it worth it?”
Candy is meant to be tasted with the tongue
not to be attached to one’s arm or just to be seen by the eye
And trophies meant for display
are to be made of metal and placed on mantels
not of flesh, bone, and blood to show one’s personal achievements
For a wife should not be valued as a personal achievement

What’s the point of having me answer this question anyway...knowing the inevitabilities
people get older
hair turns gray
metabolism slows down and dress sizes increase
Which you relate to the NFL Draft:
the higher your number, the lower your ranking
So you expect me to sacrifice my values and beliefs because you can’t
By expecting me to lie so as to not hurt your feelings
rather than allow you to accept the truth
Because making you feel like you are the most attractive woman
just isn’t good enough
For feeling attractive doesn’t keep you amongst the social elite
and of course, what else does one have to live for besides popularity
Because for the length of time you will live on this earth
forever being remembered for your 15 minutes is all you care to take to your grave
Then again, should I expect anything less from someone who is so self-absorbed and
selfish
Who doesn’t even consider the feelings of the women around you
by expecting me to say that you are the most attractive of them all
Which will result in fueling the subconscious thoughts that exist
about the doubts of their own physical appearances and making them feel less about
themselves because they have to compare themselves to you
And what if they ask me if they’re attractive
I will say yes to keep them from feeling more hurt
which in turn will hurt you
because now you’re not the only attractive woman around
So in other words
this is a game that can never be won
But if you feel that this is an answer that you must have to a game that you must play
Then I have no doubt that you can find a puppet whose strings you can pull
to tell you what you want to hear
And if you just need something to inflate your ego,
I’m sure the gas station up the street has an air hose
But if it really means that much to you...
Then allow me to suggest this...
When you get home tonight...go look in a mirror
... Because the only person whose answer really matters...is your own

09/10/2006

Posted on 09/11/2006
Copyright © 2025 Chris D Lavigne

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 09/11/06 at 08:16 AM

If only we "seen" with our minds and not our eyes....

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