solid creek
Look at me.
Really look.
What do you see?
Maybe you see a girl.
Maybe a brat.
Maybe a weird kid.
Maybe an eyesore.
Maybe nothing at all.
But you looked
And not all can say that.
Look at me.
Look away.
Look back.
Don’t stare too long,
It’s not polite.
That’s what we’ve been told.
That’s what we all learned.
I hate it.
I hate them.
I hate me, too.
Look at me.
Why won’t you?
Really, I’d prefer it
Even if you don’t like
what you see.
Most people don’t like me
And it hurts
But not as much
as when they refuse
to even find out.
simple phoenix