You’re blind!
Don’t give me your pity
Stop your white lying
Please, don’t call me pretty.

That tiny flicker of hope
Burns me far too much
Accept that I’m broken
that I’m never enough.

Thick ebony tresses
Silky soft to your touch,
An untamed banshee’s mane
That’s hideous and rough.

A cute rich tan face?
I look and see dirt
Skin finished with powdered mask
To shield me from my hurt

Exotic cat eyes of dark cocoa orbs
Wrinkled and swollen from whilst I weep,
Loathing at my own reflection,
or from whence I lack of sleep

Curves like that of Greek goddess?
I scoff, more like squashy fat cow.
I bare an awkward visage
Who would want me now?

I’m wrong, you say
For the world's eyes sees else of me
Beautiful, I’ll admit and sigh in defeat,
But I’ll always be the last beauty