You see me sitting with me friends, <br />And think of love, and other ends, <br />But what happens if I am not, <br />Just a pretty face? <br /> <br />You claim you love me, <br />You claim you need me. <br />You do not know me, <br />You only see me. <br />But do you know what lies <br />Behind me mesmerising eyes, <br />Or do you judge me by my cover? <br /> <br />My face, <br />My hair, <br />My skin, <br />My legs, <br />My arms, <br />My eyes, <br />My lips, <br />My ears, <br />My nose, <br />My body. <br />Not me. <br /> <br />Looks can be so deceptive, <br />They can mask the truth, <br />They can tell a lie, <br />They can help you win, <br />And they can destroy your life. <br /> <br />Would you want to be judged: <br />Because you were ugly? <br />Because you were beautiful? <br />Because you were black? <br />Because you were white? <br />Because you were colour? <br />Because you were different? <br /> <br />I’m not just a pretty face, <br />I am not my body, <br />I have a soul, <br />I have a personality, <br />I have feelings. <br /> <br />You will respect that <br />Or lose me. <br /> <br />I’m not just a pretty face.<br /><br />Thistle Wargul<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-just-a-pretty-face/
