Misshapen lips
Crooked nose
Muddy green eyes
Who you think I am
Is nothing but woven lies
Way too tall
Too fat
Marred hands
And scarred skin
Who I truly am
No one understands
Truth is
I'm just
A scared little girl
Wearing a mask
Faking my way
Through the big bad world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Krystal. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks