The Us I Thought We Were ↹ [Poetry]

Ode to Who We Were

She is no longer sure if she is considered a lovable, kind person
She has recently grown into the type of girl that is only noticed for her looks
She used to be intellectual
She used to be nice
She used to be sympathetic
She used to be the kind of person that people wanted to be around
But now, she has become the toxic pool of mascara
And the endless desert of powder
That hides her face
Wasn't it so much easier when we all based
Our attraction on the beauty of people's hearts
Their minds
Their souls
Not the beauty of the makeup artist that makes them fake
Just like everybody else in the world.
I want to be ugly
Because then I'd know
The people around me
Actually want to talk to me
Because I am not another doll for you to display
With your good looks
And your manliness
Because obviously we are both gorgeous
We deserve each other
We are both vapid minds
Draped in sheets of last night's memories
Because that's all you are to me
A memory of just how 'pretty' I have become.