The soliloquy of an ugly woman

I want someone to think I’m beautiful and worth it
I want someone who will hold my hand in public
I want someone who genuinely cares about me
I want someone who knows pain enough to feel joy
I want someone who loves his family more than himself
I want someone who loves God more than all
I want someone who will spend time in instead of going to the bar
I want someone who can look into my eyes and see who I am
The problem is me
When you look how I do
Not appealing to the eye
Not fat but not skinny
Nothing special
When you look how I do
You don’t get to be choosy
You take what’s given to you
And odds are he’ll go to the bar instead of spending the night in
He won’t go to church or have a relationship with God
He will hate his parents and love himself
He will be filled with hollow happiness because he’s never felt loss
He will hurt me and not bat an eye, because he knows I can’t do better
He won’t grab my hand, instead he’ll walk slightly in front of me always
He won’t see my beauty, he’ll see my desperation
He will look into my eyes only to see his reflection
And I will never be worth more than the cheap sex he gives me
I will never be worth his love or attention
I will never be worth commitment or sacrifice
Because girls who look like me don’t get to choose