I find it funny that when I was 8,
One of the first things I learned to spell was,
beautiful.
Now I am 17,
I cant look at the mirror.
I feel ugly,
fat,
worthless.
Sometimes life is ironic
why would I learn to spell something,
I would learn to hate?

I am not
B E A U T I F U L
i am
U G L Y

I wish I had never learned to spell
Maybe I would have learned not to bother

I am not
P R E T T Y
or
S K I N N Y
or
S M A R T

I wish I didn't learn to spell
maybe then,
I wouldn't have to let words define who I am