My DefinitionWhat defines me?My Definition by MLArtistry
I walk through life with pointed fingers in my face,
A giggle in my ear
As if I must hide myself with the shame of my existence.
Do you cringe at the oddity of my cat like eyes?
Do you assume that my rounded form is from shoving fast-food into my mouth?
You stare at me as I work to rectify my weight, gawk like I broke the law...
You think that I never hear the snide remarks, too loud to be actual whispers...
"That girl needs some soap and water," after I'd walked for miles,
The least of my worries was failed deodorant as I slumped tiredly on the seat in the bus...
You call me slow or stupid for the stutter I have, or just call me ugly...
Do these things define me?
You throw judgments and shade my way, but never stop to ask me about matters of my life...
I am unimportant to you because my appearance makes me spam.
But really, while I am aware of m
I do, but still, I smile your way.
Because the definition of me is not listed;
I cannot be defined by you.
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|Mrs. Merriam is a 33 year old, varied artist from Kalamazoo, Michigan. She has been drawing since a very young age, and began dabbling in computer art in her mid teens. Photo manipulation has evolved greatly since she first began, but she loves to stay true to some of the older methods while still learning the new. Her favorite type of art to make is Fantasy, and the one she has the hardest trying to do is Abstract.|