Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Looks

Downward glances at my shoes,
my curly hair, my unmade face.
Am I ugly to you because I defy the norm?
Am I the hypocrite because I hate you for adhering to it?
I ask for your understanding,
yet I have lost the capacity to see logic in your words.
I know I am stronger.
I defy you to look at me that way again.

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