Skip to main content

On Caring What Other People Think of You

It's like never having just 2 eyes.
It's having 16 billion.
Always trying to see yourself as they must see you.
Honing in, with their brains, on how your cheeks are too big,
your eyes too small,
you neck too long,
your clothes too frumpy.
It's exhausting.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Contacts

Clear discs in my eyes      They give me sight and beauty But who is looking? This is just a weird little haiku I wrote about my contact lenses. You may notice that a lot of my poetry about feelings has to do with people looking at me and the amount of attention I get. Am I a conceited diva? Probably! But it's my blog so I am unapologetically self-centered here.