My friend is beautiful, and sometimes I hate her.
not really
She is the pretty one. She is always the pretty one.
When she walks in the room, people stare: she is every fairy tale. a freckled goldie locks. Tall with white teeth. She is the swan. She is Cindarella and Sleeping Beauty.
She is beauty, and I, the Beast.
I want to be the pretty one,
Just once.
I want to throw out all my lipstick and stilettos, burn my pantyhose and ditch painted toes. I'm tired of trying so hard when it could be so easy.
She will never understand her power, not really. She has always been the pretty one.
And maybe I'm smart. And maybe I'm funny.
But she is beautiful
And it is so unfair
it is so
unfair.
