I am...

I paint my face
red lips, pink cheeks,
and a perfect smile put in place.

I imagine my body
standing straight,
with out a single wrinkle.

My hands are clasped
holding my hopes,
behind closed finger tips. 

I am a doll
molded for you,
changing with each breath.

I am a girl
who wants approval,
but is too scared to get it.

I am a faerytale
a thing on the verge of reality,
but never truly believed.

Reviews

[ElizabethRaine]

I really like this. I get a young child/teenager hoping for their parents to shape them the way the world won't ridicule her or harm her. It's as if the subject is making it clear to the world/their parents that they are just now venturing out in the world with a clear mind. Halfway in their childhood but opening up to their teenage years. Clinging the fairytales still, and hoping the world is like one of those they have read in a book or one they have made up in their mind.

I did notice one small detail:
"I am a faerytale" *Fairytale?

Other than that, this is truly a brilliant piece. Wonderful job.

[Sarah W. French]

Thank you so much. and everything is said is right to the tee.

the word fairy can be spelled in two ways: fairy or faery. I kind of enjoy the strangeness of the second way so I try to use that more.

[ElizabethRaine]

Ah, I see. I'm sorry for pointing it out then. Really wonderful job with this. =)

[Sarah W. French]

I'm actually surprised someone didn't point that out earlier. it's an uncommon version.

[Leigh]

I am imagining a butterfly just emerging for the first time and spreading its wings in a beautiful display of colour. This is about self-belief and confidence, there can never be enough fairies in the world

[Rhea752]

beautiful. When i read the title and saw the picture my first thought was "I am a faerytale waiting to begin" but I like your line better. sad, very well written. Keep writing Sarah!!!