I'm ugly,that's how it's always been and how it's going to be until I die.Through these past years I've learnt my ways of hiding my face from the open world;they can't see my ugly face.They would laugh at my many flaws.It wasn't their fault,it was mine-wasn't it?
I guess it all started to happen when I first started high school.I was bullied for everything.Lonely and cold desperate for someone to talk to was how I lived everyday.
There was a song though,CROOKED SMILE...🤓
You wake up,put makeup on
Stare at the mirror
But it's clear that you can't face what's wrong
No need to fix what God already put his paintbrush on
Your room mate yelling:why you gotta take so long?
What it's like to have a crooked smile...
J Cole's song helped me live everyday.When I listened to it,it made me feel like I was more important;something no one could make me feel-NO ONE.A song alone can't help you realise your self worth,so I was always that one girl who didn't smile at the rainbows,that girl who would ruin your happy mood😥
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My ugly face
Short StorySelf worth takes years to notice... If you're ugly...well done! You can be the ugliest person in the world,as long as it makes you happy. You're amazing,weather you're ugly or the most resplendent person to exist. ⚓️Move on from yesterday to today...
