In my writing class, we are on a poetry unit. Everyone had to reach their hand into a box and pull out something without looking. I ended with a rock covered in glitter and I made a poem for it:

Glamorous

I am so glamorous
with glitter covering me.
I’m so beautiful,
it’s such a simple thing to see.

Without a doubt,
I obviously don’t fit in.
Besides, I want to stand out.
I know it’s no sin.

I straighten my hair everyday
and put my makeup on.
This is the only way
for me to be beautiful as a swan.

I always go out
and shop for new clothes.
It’s without a doubt
that I’m pretty as a rose.

Why are you trying to get close to me?
No! You have to stay away!
I don’t want anyone to see!
I won’t have my heart out on display!

I must never let it show.
I always have to hide.
Because no one must know;
that I’m ugly on the inside.