Am I as beautiful as nature?
Am I as caressing and gentle as the wind?
Am I a flower in bloom?
Am I a corpse decaying in the ground?

I have eyes as green as jade,
A smile as bright as the stars,
A heart with just as many scars.

I fell for someone, and he jerked me,
Led me on, and threw me away.
Used me, laughed at Me
Left me to the wolves.

Nothing wrong with my genes,
It’s not my fault I have rather large assets.
Why use that to make my appearance bad?
Why use it against me?

Pokes and jokes
Tears and cheers,
Words of hate
Words of fun.

This loathsome seed of hate, this everlasting scum,
What have I become?
I am as ugly as the hurricanes,
As gruesome as a tsunamis.

I do not belong here.
Oh this sinful anger,
How you torture my retching soul
Canst I be alone?

Wet streams flow from mine eyes.
Black smudges of makeup
All of beauty’s imperfections
Simplified into one small thing…

Caught in the halls,
Face as white as death,
Pushed in a circle,
Masks all around.
Voices screaming…Go Kill Yourself.

But I spoke up, I stood up.
I was the change, the effervescent wind.
I made it, pulled through, and now its Bliss.