Saturday, January 3, 2015

6.5

The smallest words 
Can sometimes hurt
For years after they should
It’s been some time
But I still find
My outsides aren't good

I still remember
One day when
The girls rated the guys
He was an 8
And he, the same
And I, a 6.5

The lowest grade
Almost a fail
If looks were academe
Shallow yes
Perhaps naive
But hurtful all the same

It’s been some years
I’ve grown a bit
And found a happy place
But now you seem
Confused when I
Don’t try to see your face

It’s not so much
A clung-to grudge
I’ve just moved on, you see
I’ve found new friends
And they respect
The handsome inside me

I may not be 
Most beautiful
Or favored by your vote
But rest assured
I’m stronger now
My mental stays afloat

For looks will fade
The glory days
Of youth will not endure
Though not the best
At looks, I find
My heart and mind mature

So if you wonder
Where I’ve been
Just know I’m doing fine
And if you wonder
How I look?
I’d say an 8.5

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