Why do I live if I can't ever possibly love myself?
They say I'm ugly, I'm my daddy's daughter.
I have his same rough skin.
They don't envy my thin, I'm too skinny.
There is not one ounce of confidence in me.
The world views me as a poor thing, not worthy of giving their time to.
So I'm starving off the isolation, wishing love would find me.
But love looks at me and it would rather go blind.
I'm so ugly.
Why did my mama marry my father?
My father is an angry man, always complaining and calling me retarded.
I'm an angry girl, only wishing for his admiration.
To tell me I'm his angel and console me when the world shows me hatred.
But I'm so ugly and my daddy knows he is too.
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Comments5
Beauty comes from within, and you obviously have the soul of a poet, which is a beautiful thing.
Woof. Strong expression, Lana. Good work.
Thank you both!
This poem breaks
My heart lanaevans
First can I say it's
Really very good
I have two daughters
Who I love more than
Life itself I also have
A granddaughter and
Love her the same way
I am an ugly man but
They are beautiful.
Great poem...
Thank you
There's an old saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder". Don't base your confidence on those who do not know beauty. Look within and see all the beauty you are. ; )
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