What am I doing here
Dressing up as something I am not
The dress is beautiful, but I am not
I can put on pounds of makeup and
Take hours on my hair, but who am I
fooling. No one is going to care
They will all laugh and say who is she
Kidding. No one wants to be with her
She’s trying so hard to be pretty
But everyone can see thats just not meant
So when will I give up and just accept the ugly girl
who is me..
This poem was written/submitted by Britt.