Reflections As She Dances By
When I looked back at you through your eyes,
And told you that you were not enough,
I did mean it.
You could never get your hair right,
It was always too loose.
You were awful at making the layers line up.
And the crown’s all…wrong.
Too modern, not befitting royalty.
And your posture!
You honestly tried to sit up straight,
I’ll give you that,
But you are cursed with a crooked spine.
And you always lean just a little to my right,
Which is funny,
Since the leg on my left is the one that splays out.
And one of your eyes has a tendency to wander,
Which is a shame,
Given the bend there already is in your nose.
And your mouth is just so…small,
And it only looks smaller when you purse your lips.
It might have helped if you had looked more comfortable,
More open to what I had to say.
If you had just fixed everything,
Maybe I’d still be looking at you,
And not her.
