"Painfully Ugly"
Each day I wake, I take a peak in the mirror,
Just a long critical stare, my eyes be full of sorrow,
I look for impefections, which rise with each day,
Happiness, I no longer am, only sad and hurt, that’s me
I remember those days as a child when I was still cute,
People would pick me up, and joy would light up their faces,
I had no worries, I would just wake up, eat, and sleep,
I had no pain, only optimistic, I was back then
I wish I could back and be that kid once more,
But I’ve accepted that will never happen,
I am painfully ugly, that’s just the person I am,
I hate myself, I hate my face, I hate my life
I am all alone, no one would ever care for me,
“Who would want to love a person with such a face”,
I ask myself each day. The pain I feel will never devorse my life,
I am just “painfully ugly”, even the mirror agrees
(2010)
This is a very sad poem about I felt about my life and appearence.
I feel a bit different now but I still have those bad days.
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