In the middle of chaos, you find life
In the middle of this ugliness, you find humans
You look at a monster, and you are scared
But you know what is scarier?
It is that when you look at him, you see yourself
All this filth stuck into your skin
This ugliness that will not go away no matter what you do
It makes you feel horrible
And sometimes…
It makes you hate yourself
You want to run away but you can not
We hate people for what we are
We hate them for what we are afraid of
We hate them because deep down
We see ourselves
All this ugliness inside us
This ugliness that keeps us humans
This ugliness that makes us beautiful
… Bittersweet ugliness
keeping me sane …
This was the first poem I have ever wrote