Sweetpea49

Psychology of Me A poem about myself Standing in front of the mirror Turned sideways, to check for any Uneven Curves. Sometimes I'm gorgeous, don't you think? Keep your back straight. Lift Up your chin. Push out your breasts. Peel your lips into an orange-slice smile. Be careful not to slouch. Beauty like mine, it Inspires artists. It makes them want to create. The last time I listened to a Conversation, I didn't know what to say. How could I interject, when my Image is all I am? What does an image do for me, or what Could I do for it? Imagine me, onstage; instead of a spotlight A film strip rolls across my Designer blou