Why do im blame myself. For having no friends?
No boyfriend?
Or girlfriend?
No one.. Wonderful to hug me.
Tell me im beautiful...
It could just be my face, weird. Ugly.
Or maybe its my clothes.
That don't fit right.
Or maybe the hair?
My voice?
My laugh?
The way I walk?
Maybe its because I don't look like these girls.
Long hair.
Thin body's.
Tall.
Is it because I don't show enough skin?
Or is it these scars?
That cover my arms, tell a story of my past.
Why is it, that I am so alone.
Never get told im beautiful.
Never get hugged.
Maybe its my fault..
Maybe I need to change...