so because im ugly
i dont know how to feel
i have no emotions no
thought am i not real
im sick of people judging me
over and over again
just because im ugly does that really
mean you think i cant be a good friend
i've never done anything to the
people that shout out horrible names
so because im ugly what my
life is just a big game
i feel, i hurt, i think
and i feel pain
but you assume because im ugly
i am not the same
but think for a moment
my beauty might be within
dont assume because im ugly
im not worth anything
beauty comes from within..it is measured by whats in our hearts..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ugly? No never... The physical charm of some I’ve seen Reveals a spirit that is cold and mean While others you pass without a glance Hold a secret inside that’s worth a chance Hold you head high my friend, you are so right...beauty come from within... Regards, Leria