I wonna look like cheryl cole or maybe even marilyn monroe
I’m not pretty and I’m not smart and it fills me with pain deep in my heart
And I wonna be someone else, anyone else, but just not me.
I put on my lipstick and do up my hair taking so much time and so much care
Cus I wonna look like cheryl cole or maybe even marilyn monroe
But when I look in the mirror all I see, is disappointment, cus that’s just me!
And it’s not right and it’s not fair, and I try to pretend that I just don’t care
But the truth is its not fooling me because though all of these tears I can see
Super models and beauty queens, there walking around, everywhere it seems
I look at them and I look back at me, to try to compare I wouldn’t even dare!
Cus their so right and I’m so wrong I know my faults go on and on
This pain I feel is driving me insane and I know I’ve only got myself to blame
Because it shouldn’t matter, I shouldn’t even care, I’m more than this body that I wear when did this begin, why did this start, when did I stick this knife in to my heart?
I don’t know, and I’m not even sure, why I’m hurting, anymore
And all I want is to be free, to live my life without any insecurity
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