If the pimple on your nose,
grows,
and grows.
Joins up with the others, until it covers,
the whole of your face
makes you feel out of place
with the group your in
different looking skin.
So you go to find someone of your kind,
who won’t point and stare,
until you can’t bear
to venture outside
where there’s nowhere to hide.
Till you’re forced to use cover
as you search for another
of whatever you are,
you travel afar.
Away from it all,
makes you feel very small
and afraid of the thought,
that you could get caught
by someone who’ll discover,
that there is no other
who looks like you.
You’ll be put in a zoo
in a small open box
all covered in locks
so you can’t get away
from the people who pay
to look at the face
that is so out of place.
From the rest of the world
and the teenage girls,
who look in the mirror
and shake and quiver
at the pimple on their nose
as it grows and grows…..

by Lizzie