Pretty Like Me

Pretty Like Me
I see these girls
Perfectly-fine-looking girls
Completely-gorgeous-on-the-inside girls
And I hear them say
“If only
I were pretty, like you.”
If only if only if only

Pretty, like me?

I wonder,
Do they know?
First impressions are exactly what they say
First, as in
The foremost thing
The-one-thing-everybody-sees
I wonder,
Is pretty really all they want to be?

Pretty, like me.
Why?

They don’t know
That those looks
Those eyes-that-follow
They are not
Empowering, loving, not confidence-building
Because I don’t want to be
Just a pretty face
They are
Uncomfortable, degrading, and here I fight
Against pretty.

These girls, they want to be
Pretty like me.