I'M PRETTY! I SWEAR!

Flawless is my face 

In any sort of space

 

Flawless are my eyes

Even when the tears are disguised

 

Brilliant is my mind

When there is not a solution I can find 

 

Delicate are my hands

While I tear apart the toughest strands

 

But the world is cruel and sees not me

It thinks only what monsters believe

 

"I am ugly 

I am gross

I'm ill-favored

and plain at most"

 

But the world doesn't know how ignrant it is 

It screams and yells and takes my bliss

 

But all the same I'm black of heart

Because I am part of the world and I have been from the start

 

 

 

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