She did not have the body of a Goddess
Neither did she have the smile of a Princess
She didn't sound like an Angel
And her heart was not made of gold

She had named her right hand "Regret"
And her left was "Heartbreak"
They both had scars
Some fresh,Some for old time sake
She never hid them coz she didn't want to forget

For hours she would sit in the closet
Crying and hugging her big,brown Teddy
She badly wanted to be normal
But she didn't know what normal meant

She wanted to write herself a happy ending
But her ink was dark and full of despair
Her life felt like a badly scripted tragic movie
And ever scene was worse than before

One day she sat at the bus stop
Lost deep in her Fantasy world that she didn't see her sit next to her
She felt a hand on her shoulder
And a voice saying
"You're beautiful"
After those three words,She was never the same again