Daisy Chains {Completed}

Reflection

I'm not magic, unlike what the fairytales say

But I'm not hypnotic either, so why don't you look away?

I'm sorry I repulse you

If I could I'd show you kaleidoscopic eyes, rosy lips, paper-thin thighs with hourglass hips 

But there's no 'erised' printed on my outer rim so instead of desire

You'll see the truth, no matter how grim

Okay, maybe not grim. What's another synonym

For someone with idiosyncratic beauty but would rather be prim

And proper like the show-stoppers catwalking down thin runways

Their stomachs even thinner

Because they get paid to be living coat hangers for months on end

Can we stop playing pretend and realize that our glorification of them 

Is kind of sick when you put it in fashionable retrospect 

 If only this candor glass could reflect 

Those wonderful qualities you humans reject

Or maybe it's just your abysmal perspective

Pay attention for once, I can't teach you a lesson

On self love, you'll have to learn that yourself

Love yourself love yourself love yourself love yourself love yourself love

Who you are and that will be my reprise

Please

I'm not the monster and you're not the monster

It's the standards behind you 

Who are playing the tricks. 

❁❁❁

A/N: Structure inspired by Lin-Manuel Miranda's "Love is Love" Tony speech (the first draft of this poem was written exactly a year after its conception), the rest inspired by _CasDean_'s poem, "Hurting", in their book, Poetry In The Dark. Do yourself a favor and go read it. 

Since I've got your attention, how are you enjoying these raw musings? I know they're not perfect, but I love creating this stuff. It's so therapeutic. Sorry there's only one poem this week. I've got a bunch of ideas lined up, but I've ran into a bit of a block. Should be gone soon. 

Star if you like. Add to your reading lists if you want more. Thanks so much for staying aboard. :) 

Cheers, 

-Katy