Ant Smith

body positive poems

I'm still too beautiful

I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
The scars that I've got
Will prove it to be true
I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
Oh my god what, am I gonna do?

Supermodels have lovely skin
Am I then twice as good looking?
Easy to be pretty in a magazine
With eye lashes of neoprene
Do you want to feel a plastic lust
Or would you prefer a brush with love?
Ribbed for pleasure my calloused hands
Love your deformed sexy man

I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
The scars that I've got
Will prove it to be true
I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
Oh my god what, am I gonna do?

One in a million - pretty little me
I'm such a naked beach beauty!
Mass appeal ain't no good thing
It's just a form of marketing
Beauty is: decaying as we age
Pictures in an attic, not lies on a page
Nobody is better than you or me
We all end up as OAPs

I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
The scars that I've got
Will prove it to be true
I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
Oh my god what, am I gonna do?

A piece of me's a lill bit short
And you can see I'm not too tall
I got wrinkles that I call crow's feet
My fingers stained with nicotine
Living my life put these marks on me
Nobody's pretty when they're deceased
I'm an ugly sight to be seen
But I've got a dose of:
ABSOLUTE BELIEF

I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
The scars that I've got
Will prove it to be true
I'm too beautiful
Too beautiful
But then again, so are all of you