Beauty

Unyielding as the door Take notice of my tears as they beat the bathroom floor I open my mouth but no sound comes out Transparent and free moving like the wind blowing by My heart shatters as my face remains emotionless Remembering the time we shared, merely to be paralyzed by the recollections As I watch you from a far watching her watching you, I coil into myself. What to say what to do. Am I pretty at all? Yearning for more my abdomen folds and flips, skirmishing for fulfillment "Amenzie how are you” the cashiers as me everyday Time after Time I go in and find some new way to change who I am For the outside in, no one will understand the pain I endure. For just a few short seconds of feeling beautiful What is beauty, but just the mirror image of the exterior Do you think im pretty at all? New everything and nothing, Am I pretty now? I come to school with a new face, Am I pretty now? A new person from the outside, Am I pretty now? Sheathing hiding my dedication, Am I pretty now? Tears falling from my face, Am I pretty now? Black circles casing brown pool Work piling up over my head Studying everything from Biology to Psychology Changing myself for whom? For you, a person so blind they don’t see what in-front of them I wonder… Do you think I’m pretty?