I dont want to be judged by the clothing that I wear
By the way I act or by the way I do my hair.
I just want them to like me for my beauty thats inside
Not for being popular, in that I have no pride.
So please dont catogorize me
By the way I look and dress
And know that deep inside of me
I'm not perfect...It's a mess.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem