No one can tell me I'm crazy
No one can tell me I'm ugly
Because I'm beautiful
In my own
Twisted, scarred way.
YOU ARE READING
Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*
Twisted
No one can tell me I'm crazy
No one can tell me I'm ugly
Because I'm beautiful
In my own
Twisted, scarred way.