April Swan

(3/3/95 / san deigo)

Mirror Vs. My Reflection


Too sinister to be loved
Too hated for that kindness
Too ugly to be wanted
Too remorseful to be silenced
I'm a monster in the depths
Because that what is said
I'm all a fool to believe
Because I am not
Like them
But I am,
Like them
Because I do not believe
A very fool indeed
Because I listen to what they say
That I'm a monster for my skin
I'm too silent in the end
I'm as ugly as I want
Yes my hate could undo kindness
But I will never be too sinister to love
And so in the end be loved in return

Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Edited: Monday, December 03, 2012

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People judge and can think of you all they want, but only you define you.

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