she stands at a distance
watching all the fun
wishing that she belonged
she listens to the laughter
coming from inside the circle
wishing she could laugh with them
she watches as they pay attention
only to the ones with glamour
wishing they would only see
paint can cover anything
as time goes on layers start
year after year yet another is added
one day they notice a small crack
which continues to grow
in the end the paint falls away
revealing the true person
she walks away with a smile
she was never tricked by the style
and the never ending stories
she was always true to herself
she holds her head up
knowing she will never again
be outside looking in
It's weird. i feel the exact same way. Society can suck cause they don't look at your inner beauty. Very inspiring.
Hi Renee Yes, this is another good read... a message to be read! In the end our real selves will show through, sometimes it may just take a while. Like this one as well. Roz:)
I like this, a poem that makes a lot of good sense! Sure, a little glamour is nice, but when it becomes the main object, there is usually something wrong! Like the Barbie Doll, for instance. Little girls should not grow up thinking this is the norm, because that sucks! It is not a reality! This poem was very nicely done also!!!! Eddie PS_ Just for the record--I HATE BARBIE!!! LOL
Wow Renee....this poem is really good. What an insightful piece here. Love it Love it P.S......one typo in line 7....should be watches.. Hail to the Queen...lol Michelle
Renee, I think this is one of your best pieces!!!!!! Such a truthful lesson in it and you expressed very honestly with that sparkling Renee style. Absolutely wonderful!
I like this one, Renee...so very true...sometimes it takes a while but the paint does peel and reveal the inner person....good or bad. And the person who was standing outside, was the winner all along! Kris