Sparkly Headbands
Sparkly Headbands
Sparkly headbands, purple earrings,
Lots of friends with shiny toys.
Trampolines that bounce and spring
Why do I lack those vibrant joys?
Wooden blocks with faded letters,
Weekends spent with Grandma Kate.
Hamidowns, so torn and tattered
Nothing like the others’ fate.
Used to like my simple pleasures
But was told that they were wrong.
Unsure of why my life was measured;
All I want is to belong.
Frizzy hair that knots like hay bales,
Bumpy skin so dry and pink.
As I grow, I notice details.
No one else's hair has kinks.
Glossy blonde with long eyelashes,
Teeth so straight, they glow in rows.
Never awkward, always joyful,
Is it my fault I oppose?
Magazines; I stare at models
Tall and thin, perfection’s ends.
I bet they had the sparkly headbands,
Shiny toys and lots of friends.
I felt alone with all my faults.
They stare at me, confused and stuck.
Until instead someone told me
My faults are something I should love.
Forgive my hair and teeth and smile,
Forgive myself for being real.
Forgive because I should be gentle
With my perfect heart of steel.
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