Pretty

A Poem by Sumire Gemz

Just some thoughts

Through out this planned continum of life
I find there are a few things that never change
Junk food, backstabbing, and appearance
For some odd reason it cages us,makes some of us go insane
That short and sweet 6 letter word can have us flying through the heavens
And yet crumbling to our feet
The sadness and pain that word has caused us
Ohh has it ever been worth it
From the color of our skin to the shape of our hips
Sorry we can never be perfect
From the steps that we take and the Moves that we make
No one can ever replace us.
As I look in the mirror
I cant tell you what I see
The person who I am
Or the person they want me to be
Sometimes I feel like im a lightbulb
Shining for now until my shine is no longer needed
Dulled and wasted away without any one noticing
Those times are the hardest
Cauz life has once again made a turn on the obstacle course
Sputtering and tripping over the ashes of those who fell
Hoping that you wont be next
But Ill never be PRETTY
Nope
I will always be intelligent ,cunning, persuasive, powerful, elegant
But never pretty
Its too abstract of a word for me
If you can call a dress or an object that has no warmth no emotion no real substance pretty
Then I am no better than a statue at a museum
A spectacle
So I am not Pretty
I am just Me

© 2017 Sumire Gemz

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Fanicia E.

I like it a lot! Your words have made me ruminate on exactly what it means to be pretty. I was going to put my thoughts here, but I don't want to shift the focus from the poem, so I will inbox you/leave a comment. I feel like this poems gives the reader a better sense of who you are as a person and your personality shines through well in this. I like how the tone starts off reflective and as you gain insight,becomes more confident.