I Made a Picture of My Pain
Soft face and hot flesh
Modern day mona
Thick skin, in unrest
A young regime
I’m briefly beautiful when you allow it
It’s easily unusual to be so cruel
Self hatred shines in my family jewels
I’m only beautiful when you pose me
Look at me now
I’m down to a puddle
How can a star hold such dull light?
In my eyes you can notice my fathers vice
In my heart is my mothers tolerant guise
I can’t escape the comparisons to him
Give me a still life
A good wife
A real nice smile
Won’t you meet mе
In bravery and bear my child
I’m putting this herе so I know it was real