I used to make of people with acne.
Their faces all gross and red.
I never realized how hard it was,
Until I found myself wishing I was dead.

It struck me head on,
Literally right in the face.
I was covered in acne.
From my forehead to base.

I never saw it coming,
It just suddenly appeared.
I was horrified and scared,
It was worse then I feared.

I now understood,
How other people had felt.
I hated myself,
And the hand I has dealt.

But by the grace of the gods,
My acne subsided.
Thanks to my doctor,
And the drugs she provided.

I look much better now,
Than I did at my worst.
And I have a new perspective,
Different then my first.

So next time I see a kid,
With acne galore,
I won't make fun of them,
This I swore.