Ugly

Constantly morphing shapes and disguises

Doing all this to match the lies

And if only you knew her true shape

If only she knew too

Try to carve out the bad

leaving nothing but an empty shell

More insignificant than dust

Which could cause some sort of commotion

She, on the other hand

Is like nothing, invisible

And convenient

Maybe if she left

Without saying goodbye

She would feel good

She could feel something else

Instead of this

Reviews

[Alz Alz]

Well written, i enjoyed reading this!!! Write more, write more!!!