Truth Hurts Poem by Ivana Suazo

I walk the Streets
to seek the ones I love
but it seems that i could never find them.
I walk
I run
I jog
I slow down
I STOP..

Stop to see the beautiful people around me.
I ask myself 'Why is it, that im not as Beautiful as them? ''
and I hear a Voice reply within me...
'Yes, you are as beautiful as them, but in the Inside. On the
outside you are just as ugly as the Others! '

I laugh, keep walking in a fast steady pace
and it hurts to know the truth
that I'm not as beautiful as all the other people out there