Born to be different why was that me
My face is deformed and I don’t want to see
Born to be different I feel the pain
Everyday is a struggle driving me insane
I look in the mirror what do I see
I walk down the street children pointing at me
Am I really this different tell me please
I look in the mirror and my face I start to squeeze
When I see people laughing, why? is it me ?
Why am I so different why cant they see
I am the same just need more care
But I’m deformed and they just stare
Cant you see I’m hurt and trying my best
But what can I do when I’m not like the rest
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