Poem, Day 16

{I don't care if it's crap. The motto is Write in April, Revise in May.)

I wish I could
look beautiful clothed in a
back bra and underwear.
I wish I didn’t
cringe so much when I
look into mirrors.
I wish I didn’t
cover my face in
5 layers of coverup.
I wish I was
somebody, anybody
but my body.

I wish I could
speak my mind with out
hiding behind pen names.
I wish I was
sure enough in myself
to try.
I wish I was
confident enough to know
when not to.
I wish I could
see the truth in
what others tell me.