Pretty became me before I knew you
Hoping looks can prove it all to be True
Having your attention
Commanding what made us Real
Pretty made me before I was an adult
Getting my way, no matter what I was taught
knowing that Daisy was right
being a pretty little fool
What else is there to do?
Pretty had me before it was easy
somewhere along the way
A man thought he was complex
complimenting my body
But honey, I don't take orders from a man
who doesn't notice who I am
Pretty, I know her
a simple thing to be
sincerely copacetic
I know the Power,
Pretty gives me
the Privilege
in your eyes
so don't tell me
I'm Pretty
I already know her.
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.



Comments (3)
Ooh yeah! I like this one a lot, Jazzy!! ❤️❤️
This is inspired! ✨❤️ my favourite likes are “honey, I don’t take orders from a man, who doesn’t know who I am” I’ve found when dating that a partner who just appreciates you when you feel beautiful, is one you should run away from. I loved this, beautiful words ☺️❤️
Excellent poem. Well written with a good amount of depth and meaning. I subscribed to you also!!!