ESCAPE

You're so fat and ugly


Nobody will ever want you

You look like a whale

You're hair is dull and black

And you don't know how to act

You're a nerd if I saw one

Head always in a stupid book

Why don't you get a makeover

Do something about your looks!

Get rid of that mug on your face

You're not walking with me

Your image is so sorry

Your feet are too big



Well somehow, enough words

Didn't get the point across enough

There was no end to this misery

Just condenscending remark, after

Put down and let down

Constant stomping on her crown

Of dignity and grace

It was no wonder she left

Never to return to that place

She grew up ashamed

Her existence was a disgrace

Afraid to hold her head up

Embarassed of who she was.



Many years later, she

Still hears those voices in her head

Blocking out the sounds

With each cry in the mirror

Dying her hair a new color to suit

Constantly frustrated over her shoes

No clothes stylish enough to

Disguise rolls of fat

She hides behind a make up mask

Hating each book, she loves to read

Not sure if she can escape the insecurity



Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
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