Sun on the Pavement (Part 2)

I'm waiting for the rain,

Is what I'd try to say.

I see my shadow

On the pavement.

Long legs

Skinny waist,

The girl that I am.

 

Long legs

Skinny waist

Skin stretched over

Ribs and bones.

 

(To many broken

Mirrors)

I took those drugs,

To make me

Long legs

Skinny waist.

(But I got more than I bargained for)

Skin stretched over

Ribs and bones.

 

And I'm still

Hiding

Behind that mask

(But now you can see my

Scars and cracks)

 

Wanted to be like

Her

                  (The shadow with)

Long legs

Skinny waist

(Skin stretched over ribs

and Bones.)

She does it better

Than me

Somehow.

I think I need

Air brushing

(So my Spine don't show)

 

My Shadow says I'm

FAT

(Even though you don't see it)

But the mirror

(And the doctors,)

Say I got

Long legs,

Skinny waist

And skin stretched over

Ribs and bones.

 

Sun on the pavement

Dances

With

The girl

I wish I wasn't

 

 

 

 

Long legs

         

 

                Skinny Waist

 

    Skin Stretched over

                  Ribs and Bones.

 

 

(still better than the alternative.)

               

Author's Note

follow up to a poem I wrote awhile ago. Don't think I got the same tone (different subject though, sorta) , but I quite like this.

Reviews

[Cassidy Mask]

amazing. I actually prefer this to the first (which i just read {again} a minute ago) but i think they work really well together - i wish in English we could do a comparison on these two poems instead of Valentine and Twice Shy :D It would be more fun even though they are different topics so im not sure quite how that would work. Besides which it's about as likely as Mr Anderson getting over himself. More than impossible. :P
Anyway love them both but especially this one :D xx

[DavidRyan]

Wow...this is brilliant. The issues you deal with in this is something I think many women deal with on a daily basis. Everyone saying "Be like this, be like that" and, by the time you're done, all the woman has left is questions about themselves. Which is ridiculous. I'm a firm believer that everyone is beautiful. This is really well written, dear. I thought the repetition might get to me, but you did it just the perfect amount of time and it really works.