My teacher wanted us to make a self portrait with candy.
I grabbed the candy hearts first,
Just so I would know how to break one.
The pile of red Twizzlers diminished quickly
After we realized they could be used as lips.
So I slowly grated my Twizzler like a piece of string cheese.
I placed two of the shreds downward
To represent all of the frowns you left on my face.
I snuck all of the grape Skittles in my pocket
To represent the bruises you dealt me every night.
My friend offered me the life savors for eyes,
Because she knew that was her part in my self portrait.
She never failed me.
I used the gummy worms for my nose.
You never thought I had a pretty face,
But that was okay with me.
Neither did I.
I didn't give my candy image any hair.
Thought it would be better
To just leave out the years of ridicule it caused.
What's so bad about being bald?
Finally I snagged some chocolate ants for my freckles.
You didn't agree that my freckles were angel kisses.
All I remember you saying was,
"God just made you all splotchy and ugly."
That was it.
I guess I'm done teacher.
This is what I do to myself,
For him.