My tiny feet were swallowed by high heel shoes.
My tiny arms were weighed down by large bracelets.
I was engulfed in a cloud of cotton and gems.
On my face bright red smeared lips and eyeliner polka dots.
I wanted to be like her.
It seemed that her freckles were strategically placed on her face by God.
I wanted to look like her.
I put my hair in knots and strutted around
wiggling my hips from side to side.
The ways she walked was like a song,
I knew the notes
but I couldn
Created: Sep 15, 2009LittleWing Document Media