It was a dark and cold night Just a usal night for the others But not for her
It was a very special night That she can not afford to hold her smile No, it was not because of her successfull diet Either way not because of her face that becoming not chubby anymore
At that night She finally realized That she isΒ Β pretty Because she being herself In her way
I'm not sure is it really the end of the poems or no, just want to post lol