I wake up every morning
Wondering what you’ll think
About me.
I look in the mirror
And wonder if I should
Wear make-up or not.
I don’t know what to wear,
I look in my closet and notice
That everything I have in there
I look fat in, or doesn’t match my shoes.
I don’t know how to do my hair,
Should I straighten it? Curl it? Or leave
It natural?
I don’t know what you like about me?
Is it my looks? My eyes? My smile?
Or do you just like to use me?
I guess I’ll never know
Because I lost the one
I fell in love with, and
Trusted the most.
By: Juanita Madrigal