Tobacco stained face
Yellowed teeth, stink of old neglect
Fat fat cheeks, like a little girl
That you are.
Fat and thin, short and oddly shaped
Little girl that you are
Ugly might as well be your middle name.
“No don’t look so hurt, disappointed”
: Those rights aren’t for you
“Cut her out they say”
It’s too harsh to bear
Your words hurt more than the blade.
Pictures are for pretty girls
Cameras are for good looks
And your white speckled additional eyes might not have let you see,
But you are neither
So stay stay little girl
Fat and thin.
Disorder, dismay and dismal stalked the photos of ‘mares
The lens saw too much, the mirror never cared
So I urged you
To hide, hide little girl
As long as you are the same.
