I just want someone to think I'm pretty ... To take a moment to look at me and be mystified For their breath to still, caught in their throat
They are drawn to me ... Something I possess They approach me with a simple "hello" But it is so much more
It is I want you ... It is I adore you ...
This look in your eyes I will never see Because I am immature and foolish Because I am not the shape of an hourglass Because my skin is two shades darker than mocha
Because I view myself as ugly And that's what you see ...
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