Ugly like the book shelves


You once viewed me as a person
You said I was so beautiful you couldn’t go back to the back of the class
You touched yourself at the thought of me when you thought I’d never want you
You made it your mission in class to know me
Once I only had to smile and you would be wild with desire
But somehow during holding me I became bitter, clouded and shrewd
And I changed into a monster
Who is as ugly to you as those two book shelves in my corner

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Me: “oh there’s the new book shelves” You: “Yeah they’re ugly, but very you” I now know how you see me

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