When i wake up every morning
and i ask god why
why did he put me in this skin
did he do this to make me cry
did he make a mistake on me
or just spent a little more time on them
because all i do is tear
every time i look in the mirror
god why me
why me, i am so ugly
why did you even make me
did you think i didnt want to be pretty
did you think nobody would notice
in this skin i can not focus
over this skin i have cried
you seem to never answer my cries
god , oh god, oh god
please tell me why
lord what did i ever do
with a out a answer all i can i do is cry
because i don’t have a clue
because i cant get by
only being beautiful
in gods eye
That's so fucking funny I was just writing a poem called the reflection I see in the mirror that was exactly like this poem. i think you can read minds not many people have that gift well all I got to say about being ugly is i have joined the fucking ugly cult and in your opinion so have you! Well good job read mine sometime i think you will like!
I figured this was super old because you are beautiful and you know it.