you think I must be hated
because I'm not like you
just because I'm not rich
or beautiful
or thin
you can hate me
look at me
dairy milk girl
feeling sorry for myself
never seems to work
so what's the point
in sitting alone with my
Dairy Milk
when I could be out there
making a plan
doing what I can
to get back up on my feet
I feel like running away
and not coming back
but what's the point
they'll find me in the end
I bet
so I should dig in my heels
not give up
I'm down on my luck
but I can get back up on feet
it's not me who is ugly
not with a mind like yours
I can be safe in the fact
that at least my mind
is beautiful
little girl
it's rather sad
that when you look at me
all you see
is what you see
with your own two eyes
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