I Am Me

Mon, 01/05/2015 - 22:39 -- akzuel

The world can be a cruel place

Almost as cruel as my face

I have pimples,

not dimples.

When I smile my chin does a double,

making my face look like a big round bubble.

Hair is staticy, face is pale,

It so ugly it could go to jail

Even though my face can humilate, 

I learned to appericate,

I am me. 




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