flawed – The Messy Middle 🖤

Show Pony.

I go further than I should,

with the gas tank on empty.

My paycheck goes quick,

but I make it so slowly.

I run to conclusions,

and I walk with lonely.

I love reading books,

I cringe at my own story.

I could never be anybody’s show pony.

–S.

Well, could you?

I have acne on my skin.

Four dollars to my name.

A rumble on the right side of my car.

Stretch marks on my body like scars.

Hair that won’t hold a curl.

Shame that dances in my stomach in a twirl.

Do you think you could love me just like this?

I’m just a girl.

After all.

–S.