Jessica Tina Chang

Pretty Girl

I want to write about you,
The pretty one boys chase—
You, your sleek black car,
And your smooth hair.

The pretty one boys chase—
Everyone loves you
And your smooth hair:
I only cringe and listen.

Everyone loves you:
Grandma says I'm ugly.
I only cringe and listen
While others praise you.

Grandma says I'm ugly;
I never had a chance.
While others praise you,
I hate my flat, foreign nose.

I never had a chance.
Frowning at my reflection,
I hate my flat, foreign nose
And my specked face.

Frowning at my reflection,
I see your smiling eyes
And my speckled face.
I ache to be like you.

I see your smiling eyes—
You, your sleek black car.
I ache to be like you,
I want to write about you.

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