Why was she born lucky
Why was she born perfect
I bet everyone tells her she's lovely
And that she's the only one who's worth it
How can someone so beautiful even exist
How can her eyes be as blue as the sky
She makes me feel so worthless
If I was as beautiful as her I wonder if I would be as shy
Would I still watch every word I say
Would everything finally stop hurting
Pretty people have it easy
They don't understand what it feels like to be considered less than worthless
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Love Me In Pieces
Poetry"Is it okay if it's black and white, Is it okay if it's blurred, What's the point of puttin...
