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I am
I am
I am ugly.
I never though so before, but...
It's true.
I am.
I am envious.
I hate her because of her beauty, and...
It hurts me because I know that the truth is...
I don't hate her (I want to be her!).
I am different.
I know it, because I see things that others do not see...
And it's not always a gift, because sometimes...
It is very painful.
I believe in God.
At least I think I do...
Sometimes I wonder where He is...
When I really need Him.
I am miserable.
I cry, and cry...and... cry
Over what, you ask me...
That's easy...over him!
I love him.
But do I really believe in love?
I thought I did, until...
I met him.
He loves me.
Wait a second! (that is not true...)
That is just a dream,
Not reality!
I am not ugly.
I know I'm not, because
I am above his bullshit, and...
So are other people (I hope!).
I pray.
I pray for my life, and for...
The decay of this world
That was once worth fighting for.
I dream.
I fantasize about a perfect day, when I know that
It does not exist.
There is always hatred, always sorrow...
I love.
If not him, others who deserve my love
I am beyond him and as I rise, I think...
I have just had one perfect moment (maybe they do exist)!
