All the talent in the world won’t save you if you are ugly!
You try to have confidence
But the moment you stand, you are beaten!
You aren’t loved!
You aren’t worthy!
How does it feel to know you’ll never have what we so effortlessly own?
Who cares if you are a talented freak?
Who cares if you are unhappy?
Aww… look where your hard work gets you~
Stuck on the same obstacle after all these years-
To be brave and bold, but still devoured by fears-
You’re a threat
We don’t like you- have we said that yet?
We always keep you locked up in that abandoned tower
Because, we know if you escape it will be our final hour
Stay back wretched beast!
Even amongst hypocrites and sinners you’re liked the least
Shut up! Quit playing victim!
Retaliate if you are so strong!
Just try us in the court, if you think you can prove our ways are wrong.
Ring the bell Quasimodo!
Cry out for your savior!
…But things will never change.
We like it here.
Nothing else matters.
You are not a real woman, or even human, with no case to plea inequality
Know your place!
Don’t you dare shame us-
Hide your hideous face!
Live in the shadows, from backstage play your part.
Create everything- but get no credit for your art!
Spare our eyes!
Why do you think we look, talk, and act the same?
To be perfect is the name of fame.
Who you are inside is irrelevant! Trivial!
People are attracted to sight
Are wasting valuable air.