I am not beautiful,
No one loves me,
No they are not wrong,
They can obviously see,
That there is nothing good
About, boring old, me,
I can't help the way I am,
I'm the emo of them all,
And no one cares to help me,
If I trip and fall,
But one day,
My life might won't be a fail,
But on that day the world will end,
And we will all be ghostly pail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true Teighlor, when the world ends........but you are lovely.