Poem -

Ugly

We played a game
put the blame on me
i just dont feel the same
like ive been strung on a tree

Who has the pretteist eyes 
you of course
its easy to recongise
but im the dark horse

That girl over there
The girl behind the chair
her eyes are so rare
she just has some flare

but if everyone is so beautiful
where does that leave me
i cant look in the mirror
i hate what i see

im ugly
afraid no one will love me
throw away your sympathy
this is the reality

 

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al Bikaadi

The poems not ugly... "One man's trash is another man's treasure" . . . I get realy sad when I hear my son say, "I'm ugly". Parents know the beauty of their kids but its one area we tend not to have the last say about--which is a shame 

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