There once was a girl-whom none would call pretty-

Who found herself surrounded by beauties most petty.

They cackled and laughed-one said she was her mother!

Forced into her life-none would dare to stop them.

But the girl had a secret, one that few would have kept.

She could be gorgeous-all she had to do was ask.

Her body could change to her own silky whispers-

Still, ugly was how she chose to stay-quite the mystery!

But she had tried it before-simply wished to be pretty-

To find her world changed for the worse, not the better.

How odd it had seemed, when those who had scorned,

Suddenly said, "Oh, hey-I'm your friend."

And in her mind, it simply just clicked:

"I didn't want this beauty, I wanted their friendships.

Too bad that they don't have any-and I did."

She wanted nothing to do with them- she turned them away.

Those people weren't her friends-they were a curse, a burden.

She returned to the world ugly, to blemishes and scars,

But, also-To a realm of friends most divine.