6 years old.
Blue ribbon, silk ribbon,
Streaming through my hair.
Pig tails, toothless smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?
10 years old.
Pony tail, Bobby pins,
Tanning my messy hair.
Chubby thighs, crooked smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?
14 years old.
Straight hair, lipstick,
Mascara running down my face.
Trembling knees, broken smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?
16 years old.
Messy bun, chapped lips,
Sobbing eyes and bloody wrists.
Bony thighs, fake smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?
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Quotes for the depressed and suicidal
PoetryBook 2. Just some quotes that are depressing, sad, dark, true, and can/might not relate to you. I do not own them. Highest rank #572 in poetry
