My life is an open book which no one chooses to read I have barily any friends though I cry and plead
whats wrong with me?can I not see the problem others do? I try to look inside myself to see if it is true
people say that the reason is because I have no *face* well I'm very sorry but it's something I can't replace
I didn't choose to look this way my parents didn't either it wasn't any one from here or there either
"god" is the one who chose me to look the way I do though you may not believe me but it's true
I have no complaints seeing as that my b/f loves me so I have to be some what blessed by the guy that lives above me
I think that I look good and thats all that really matters
Kisharai · Thu Apr 27, 2006 @ 02:57pm · 1 Comments |