Look at her 

Her stupid painted toe nails

Dumb gold necklaces 

Dangling from her thin neck

Her melanin skin glows beneath the sun's rays

A chaotic curly mess swings in front of her face

Her stupid smug lip curling up

Almost as if she's okay

Almost as if shes happy

Kissing the blond girl in the dumb jean skirt

My stupid hands sweating again

She turns and smiles

“It’s okay, youre not a dumb boy, you never were”

I wake up in a cold sweat

I turn to look in the mirror

Look at her