I am much uglier than I used to be:
Got bloody eyes and toothless cake-hole.
While kissing, I sting like a killer bee.
I constantly play a secondary role.
Askew and lame, I'm nobody's friend,
With my aquiline nose I remind of a hawk.
I'm always standing at the tail-end,
Despised and ignored as I talk monkey talk.
I don't blame my folks for my unplanned birth.
Could you take me on a little joy ride?
I wish I was in time for jumping off the Earth.
I got beautiful dreams, and I'm pretty on the inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem