Just A Ghost. Poem by Scout Kerr

Just A Ghost.



Too fat, too thin
Being ugly, is my only sin

Too dumb, too smart
Feeling unloved, torn apart

Too happy, too sad
I swear to you, I'm not that bad

Too short, too tall
What to do now, just end it all?

Too normal, too weird
What would you think, if I just dissapeared?

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