Is it a curse to be too beautiful?
Do you think you'd ever know if people liked you for who you were and not how you look in a towel?
Do you think you could live with such hardship like that?
Can you imagine the different life that the beautiful live?
People looking at you, all eyes in the room.
People hitting on you, all wanting to sleep with you.
The dates you’d have, just like that.
Can you imagine having anyone you wanted?
Never going home alone.
Sunday mornings with a different face,
someone new inhabiting your space.
Learning their names, saying the right one out loud,
never being alone in a crowd.
Never confusing a boy for a girl,
because they’d both want to get with you,
that is for sure.
Girlfriends and boyfriends galore,
never having to pay, or even the score.
It doesn’t cost the beautiful anything to stay.
The cost of inclusion is the smile on your face.
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