Offwiththefairies Posted February 3, 2013 Share Posted February 3, 2013 Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,Or so they say,Then behold this:I’m ugly. I’ve seen things,Others never will.The have changed me,For the worst. I’ve been to places,I hope never to return.Dark places,That haunt a child’s nightmare. Some say I’m pretty,I beg to differ.They don’t know me,The real me. At school,That’s just a mask.A happy,Blissfully, ignorant mask. I look into the mirror,And ask:Why?Why am I here? I wouldn’t change for the world,If I could,I’d take away,The pain and suffering. Every step I take,Brings me closer,Closer to the edge of insanity. So I hope,That when I die,People will remember,Me.Not just my pretty mask Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Moon_Panda Posted February 4, 2013 Share Posted February 4, 2013 we shall not remember the mask, instead we shall remember the beautiful mind and face. but don't die just yet, your a pretty good poet and i want to read some more of you're work Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
darknessPrincess<3 Posted February 6, 2013 Share Posted February 6, 2013 Wow, i think this is my favorite one that youve written... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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