Is it because of
my brown hair?
my green eyes?
the way I walk?
the way I talk?
the clothes I wear?
my smile?
or the way I tie my shoes?
Is it because
my skin's not smooth enough?
my hair's not shiny enough?
my eyes arn't colored dark enough?
why?
Okay, I see
it.
It's me.
Friendless
dreamless
hopeless.
Just
a broken toy
pushed aside.
Sparkle left its' eyes.
"Hate" carved in its' heart.
Life left its' soul.
my brown hair?
my green eyes?
the way I walk?
the way I talk?
the clothes I wear?
my smile?
or the way I tie my shoes?
Is it because
my skin's not smooth enough?
my hair's not shiny enough?
my eyes arn't colored dark enough?
why?
Okay, I see
it.
It's me.
Friendless
dreamless
hopeless.
Just
a broken toy
pushed aside.
Sparkle left its' eyes.
"Hate" carved in its' heart.
Life left its' soul.
