At least I'm pretty, right?

so i covered up my scars with foundation

am i pretty now?

i wore that red lipstick you told me you liked

am i desirable now?

am i wanted now?

am i loved now?

my temper is short

i keep records of your wrongs

i am envious

i judge people everyday

i don’t reach out to those in help

i look down on those who do not meet the world’s standards like i did

but i wore my new high heels

and i painted my eyelids with colors

so am i good now?

so am i valuable now?

am i liked now?

am i worth your attention now?

because you didn’t hear what i had to say yesterday

you couldn’t look me in the eye yesterday

you didn’t know i existed yesterday

but i got your attention now…

you don’t appreciate my soul

you don’t know my hard to hear secrets

you don’t want to get to know my family

you don’t know that i struggle with lonliness

that i love dogs

that i will always sing to les miserables

but that’s not what love is about though

and

i shouldn’t care because i am worth your attention now

because

i’m

pretty

and

that’s

all

that

matters

right?

that’s

all

you

need

to

know

right?

that’s

all

i

need

to

be

right?

if i am more

who cares?

if i am less?

who cares?

at

least

i’m

pretty

right?