so many times
i've heard many goodbyes
leaving me to hear my cries
such a reason of why
is not a secret or mystery
the trueness inside this heart, it's so ugly
you'll never believe
how hidious is this "me"
i've reached out to you
hoping you'll understand
but i was so wrong
to believe in what you do
to think you'll care and
be there for so long
my face
it's so, plain ugly
this place
inside me
it's ugly too
even more than you
wonderous little ugly
duckling, you may not ever fly
for your pain clips your wings
and your relentless cry
to all the other beautiful swans is something
that'll never be heard
you ugly duckling, you dumb bird
you should have learned
by now, that nobody will ever say the truth
they hide behind their wicked smiles
because your so ugly as the proof
of why they lie while
you beg for any true words to admit
that those reflections of you
are real
your ugly duckling, papered heart is fragile and ripped
this ugly-duckling self, this is what it may do
forcing you into eternal loneliness and no feel
or grasp on reality
this curse is upon me
why can't i be pretty?
how come i am one of those people who are
cursed from birth, always surrounded by liars
i'm trapped in this body thats so repulsive
a detest so strong, it makes one not want to live
anyway to escape
a dreadful agony that holds onto my neck by the knape.
 forcing myself 2b social · Wed Mar 11, 2009 @ 04:35am · 4 Comments |
