I live in a world that is random and weird,
I look in the mirror and see that I am feared.
I see a girl with straight black hair,
Teased pig tails in the air.
You look at my amiable bright green eyes,
Trying to figure if it’s all lies.
I’m in a game of tug-a-war,
Between my man and girl.
I’m afraid to loose,
Don’t know who to choose.
Although already in pain I manage to keep it obscured,
Underneath my beads from my elbow down, my scars are being observed.
I’m a girl with snake bites, pierced tongue and dimples,
With a tattoo from my neck to my ...