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Long shiny hair,
Girls envy and wish they had it.
Beautiful orbs that are her eyes,
Both genders get lost in them.
An aura surrounding her,
Full of trustworthiness and friendship,
Slowly deteriorating away.
Tall body,
A body a model has.
Dimples when she smiles,
People think it's cute.
Struts through the halls,
Holding head up high
Acting like she owns it all,
But on the inside she's saying goodbye
She stares into the bathroom mirror,
Speaking to herself softly:
"Mirror, mirror, on the wall...
Whom is the fairest of them all?
I know it's not me.
My hair is too long and puffy.
The color of my eyes disgusts me.
I think my personality sucks.
I'm too tall, I look like a monster
I hate my teeth, everything about my smile.
I stare straight ahead when I walk, because I hate the stares I receive.
I know the truth so please don't lie....
I am fat, I know it's true.
Don't forget my arms and legs,
They're hairy too.
I'm stupid not smart.
I'm everything you are not."
Staring one last time at her revolting expression
(Quite beautiful in our eyes yet not her own)
She pinches her stomach a couple of times,
Rubs her skin mindlessly.
Tears come springing to her eyes,
Because she thinks all those compliments are only lies.
She wipes them away and walks out the door,
Standing straight, acting proud
Though she's fallen off the cliff finally,
She's able to fall....
She's knows the truth
(It's really the lie)
She feels the stares,
The whispers are heard.
And when she turns around the last corner
She smiles to herself sadly and mutters the lie that's her own truth
"I'm Ugly."
