i fumble to find belly roles
or skin darkening,
maybe even a pimple or
just a hair out of place
but in vain.
what stares back at me is a
beautiful combination of hatred
and pain.
her limbs are completely waxed with
no loose skin and yet
when I look at myself,
there is nothing but sin.
her neck is straight as
my ugly hair,
veins on show and
her sleekness unmissable.
i wonder to myself,
in this world,
will I ever be admissible?