I'm Ugly Too

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When flowers grow through my bones
I'll finally be beautiful
I'm the ugly duckling
A fool
If ugly was a crime.... I'd be the wanted mug shot posting
The give a away cat in a box in the rain, the side of a street corner....
A tool...
Sorry Jeff but... acceptance ain't something you
can buy at a convenience store.
I barely leave the house, cause I
keep looking like a dead fish,
I keep wishing I  were one.
Maybe then.... My life would go belly up...
.......... Truth is.... Pathetic
                                Worthless
                                Useless
                                Stupid
                               Ugly and-
                              Ignored
A lousy person like me should just go
And take this life....
How easy it would be....
No more feeling
No more sadness
No more holding onto nothing
No more hearing lies
No more people anger
No more human ignorance
No more 'humans'
... Just empty....
..... Dark space...
.... Filled with nothing....
....... No thoughts.... No work....
......... No expectations.... Just the empty grip of nothingness....
..... A rest in peace if you will...
Like a wilting flower
Slowy crumbling and fading into the wind....
Like split seconds.... No one really pays attention too... Besides, athelets and time keepers... Or little kids playing with stop watches trying to see who can stop the watch the fastest... Is that what suicide is like...?... In a sense I guess....
 innocence...
Taken by time and trail....
Not everyone is strong enough
And the ignorance and selfishness and greed and lack of love.... Plague on the weak and the air filled with filth....
....
The earth doesn't even recognise itself in mirrored space....
Who am I to live through this....
I value the real things.... The little things...
Like the person you were before you knew what lies were
What anger was
What hate was
What jealousy was
... Maybe it's cause I don't feel those things
That I feel out of place
... I look forward to nothing...
Maybe that's why I feel out of place...
.... I hate breathing....
Cause I don't wanna exist....
It's exhausting trying to open minds of close minded fools
.... Take my looks away
..... Take my skills away
...... Take my talents away....
..... And I'm a réflexion of you... Only
.... That im not....
I don't see the world through your eyes
Cause the world will be the world from whom ever eyes its in.... 

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