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Ugly girls are always ignored.
Boys always go for the cute ones, the hot ones, the beautiful ones.
There is just one thing those boys don't understand,
Beauty is not important.
The thoughts and ideas,
Creative abilities and charming words;
These things are above the slight qualities of the body.
Waists as thin as can be,
Long flowing hair,
Shining eyes and perfect smiles.
The beauty of a body is nothing compared to the beauty of minds and souls.
Beauty is a ticket to a different world.
A world without struggle,
A world of dampened pain.
The rest must fight through the insults,
Through the judgment,
Through the rejection,
Through the massive field of ignorance they wade each day.
These girls are punished every day,
For the terrible sin of a flat chest
Or for the heinous crime of unpainted skin.
Boys always go for the cute ones, the hot ones, the beautiful ones.
There is just one thing those boys don't understand,
Beauty is not important.
The thoughts and ideas,
Creative abilities and charming words;
These things are above the slight qualities of the body.
Waists as thin as can be,
Long flowing hair,
Shining eyes and perfect smiles.
The beauty of a body is nothing compared to the beauty of minds and souls.
Beauty is a ticket to a different world.
A world without struggle,
A world of dampened pain.
The rest must fight through the insults,
Through the judgment,
Through the rejection,
Through the massive field of ignorance they wade each day.
These girls are punished every day,
For the terrible sin of a flat chest
Or for the heinous crime of unpainted skin.
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BPD
She stands alone in her darkness
And hard as I try
I cannot seem to reach her
There is wall of glass between us
That I feel
Has always been there
So I watch her
Liked a sad, silent movie
Adding lines from the depths of my own memory
Dying a little more each time
I try to reach her
I can see her pain
But I cannot hold it in my hands
And she forever remains
As tangilble
As a long forgotten dream
Sweet... and distant..
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Scissorhands
I know if I touch him
It's gonna hurt
I know if I hold him
It will only make it worse
If I pull him close, wrapped in my arms
I know that it will only bring me harm
He'll slice me through with his wounded eyes
Bleed me to death with his silent cries
Slit my throat with his pleading gaze
Scar me with his mournful ways
I can't get close, can't let him in
He'll cut me and I'll bleed within
It's happening all over again
I try, won't cry
As the knives go in
If I pull him close, it will bring me pain
But to push away simply brings the same
The hurt in his eyes when I turn away
Is a price that I'm unwilling to pay
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Fake Smile
Put on a fake smile
Throughout the whole day
Hide all my pain
That will never go away
Feel the tears coming
But I don't let them out
Keep my depression bottled
Don't even shout
Go home and am reminded again
Of the pain I can not bear
Add yet another mark
See if you care
Another day rises
I run out the door
Put on my fake smile
And endure all the pain once more
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I just thought I'd add another poem expressing my feelings of beauty.
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Yeah, sure, only boys act this way. It's not like girls humiliate ugly boys on a daily basis.