Why am I so useless
Why am I so dumb,
Why is that every time I try to fix,
My changes turn numb.
Why am I so ugly
Why am I even born
Why is that every night
My mother sings the song of mourn.
Why can't I be perfect
Why can't I be like them,
Why is that every parent other than mine
Discribes this child as a gem.
Why do I disappoint everyone
Why am I so bad
Why is that every time I cry,
No one is ever sad.
Why am I so bad at everything
Why am I so fat
Why is that every cut of mine
Is another thing to laugh at.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Reflecting The Truth
PoesiaWords that intruded my mind and I decided to turn them into something meaningful.
