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Unpretty: A Poem

Updated on April 27, 2012


Turn back the hands of time


And just try to rewind


All these feelings of loss and regret


And the feelings of self hatred


I’m sick of being the way I am



I’m tired of being angry


Waking up every day


And feeling this way


Is just taking its toll on me



I just wish I was something different


Than all that I see


Each and every time


I take a look in the mirror


And see the reflection of


The person I’m not proud to be



I can’t stand this feeling of remorse


The constant sting of self pity


I just wish I could be as pretty


As the person that I used to be



I miss the times when I was happy


With no regrets or worries


Only smiles and good times


Filled with laughter


And hardly any sorrow



I miss the old me


That saw only beauty


And pride of who I am


The person who never gave a damn


Of what others thought of who she was


And was happy with what she saw in the mirror reflected



But that girl is gone now


Lost so long ago


In the sea of what others see as beauty


Now I just stop to think


Of how to get back what I miss most


My naïve perceptions of the world


And my outer beauty that matched within


But I guess in the end


I was never really pretty….


©Bethany Vine

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      P. Thorpe Christiansen 5 years ago from Pacific Northwest, USA

      Well Bethany this poem is like you stepped inside my head to see how I feel. Well done, very moving, sad, touching and so terribly true--for me anyway.

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      BethanyLynn211 5 years ago from Bangor, Pa

      Thank you duffsmom. I am sad that you feel this way but I am happy my words could articulate what you feel.

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      DREAM ON 2 years ago

      Emotions have a lot of power. Negative emotions can cripple us. Positive emotions can make us soar to our highest levels. You are in the driver seat. Until you realize you make all your emotions good or bad. Moving poem with many heart breaking feelings and thoughts. I love your use of words.

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