The pretty bsf
Blue eyes, blonde hair, and perfect body
Thats my best friend
And she’s perfect
But shes going thru things she doesnt deserve
And i mean shit so am i
Sometiems i think what it would be like if i looked like her
Shs what i always wanted to look like
I was never happy with my tan ish self
The brown eyes
Brunette hair
Always made me feel ugly
Except on certain days
Could we switch bodies
I want to be the pretty skinny blue eyed perfect friend
We’re both going thru shit and idk which one is worse
I just want to feel pretty
I want to look like the person i cant ever be
The one i always wanted to be
The person who didnt have to suck in
It hurts because no matter what i cant be that skinny
I want to be
Im never happy
I wish i was
Cuz this is gettin tiring
Its so tiring and its hurting
Its hurting so bad
But noone knows
So atleast its ok
Would my problems disappear
No
But atleast i would think im pretty
And shit she doesnt need make up
Shes so beautiful
And so amazing
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.