I've never thoroughly enjoyed being called pretty.
To me looks is the last thing that should matter.
I hold the galaxy inside of me and I shouldn't be judged just by a planet.
But nights like these as I witness these ladies flaunting all they got-
In addition to the drought of acknowledgement-
Makes me feel a bit down.
Compliments are just the cherries on top.
The cake tastes amazing with or without it.
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