What You See
You see nothing
You see an outcast
You see a molded figure
You see a deformed object
You see a pathetic loser
You see an emo
You see a crybaby
You see a bitch with an attitude
You see an ugly person
You see an ignorant and idiotic girl
You see me.
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I wish you could see the person I am,
With my personality that I have and just except and love me for what I do.
I will not just change myself for you, because I can handle this.
I've lived for this long without anybody, I can live even longer.
YOU ARE READING
The Right Way to Write a Book
PoetryLate night thoughts pieced together to make a book.
