Dignity

Guess I'm in the mood to write poetry. So here's another poem for you readers. 
Hope you like it! 

Head held high, 
Lips curved into a little smile,
Dressed as she pleased,
She was the epitome of poise; 

People stared at her,
Some with pride,
Some with awe,
And some with jealousy; 

Yet, she was nonplussed, 
Her eyes were set straight, 
On the goal,
Which she desired to achieve; 

"Look at her!" 
An envious wench hissed, 
"She's nothing great, only fair,
Then why does she have her nose up in the air?" 

"What's with that strutting?" 
Questioned another green-eyed monster,
"It's not as though, 
She's some sort of celebrity!" 

She walked past them,
Not paying them heed,
Not bothering to invest her thoughts, 
In abusing them; 

That's what is dignity,
Being set on what you deem is important,
Being set on not to think ill of others; 
This is what you call dignity, 
Being set on your goal, 
Being set on emerging from the negativity; 

It's not that great, I know. 

I just felt like writing something about dignity as it is something that I need. I've always WANTED to be a dignified person, you know. 

 

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