Society's Girl
5 years old,
little blue dress,
with a heart of gold,
and nothing less.
She grew older,
little blue dress gone,
be prettier he told her,
the challange she would take on.
16 years old,
skinny and pretty,
by pills and makeup untold,
she was everything in that small city.
Sad and hollow,
she soon became numb,
but she wore a halo,
and had a fear she couldn't overcome,
none of that mattered,
because she knew she wasn't a pearl,
although she was flattered,
she didn't want to be socitey's girl.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world