The Life of a Pretty Girl by Eliza Sible “I’m so jealous” they say “Your life must be perfect! No dismantled dismay And every boy has you picked For his own display!” Sitting for hours at a time Fixing my face Decorating, dissipating, for I shall be left with no grime Working to erase Every little mark is a crime A man stops and stares A woman cries and ponders They claim it isn’t fair I should be no one’s but “father’s” A price to pay for my own skin’s despair A look A cry My needs forsook I’m needed; but why? Is it my ransom he took? He has nothing to say but deny A final statement A fib For his entertainment Sang from my nib My curse: an ailment God’s great promises of glib
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Eliza is 14 years old and does musical theater and choir. She has sung at the Chicago Symphony Center with her choir, Midwest Young Artists twice. She loves to write and read poetry with her favorite poet being Emily Dickinson.
