Them.

Poem By autumn marie m.

Them
Long flowing hair
Pretty without care
Perfect glowing eyes
Nice skinny thighs
To say I'm like them...
It would all be lies

No wonder I'm not preferred
To be wanted, the thought's absurd
Who would prefer me?
No one's cup of tea.

I care yes, I'm there, yes
But unseen, all the same
I guess there's just myself to blame

I always seem to be noticed less...
And liked less
Needed less
Who would've guessed?

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