Just another poem I wrote

Dying Uniqueness: The Ill-Favored Girl I feel like dying She feels like crying Will anyone ever see the uniqueness inside...me...that I cannot see? I'm not pretty...you say I'm not cute...you say I could never be good enough...you say It's ok...I know... I may not be beautiful in looks but I am at heart, mind and soul just try and figure me me out I may not be pulchritudinous but that does not mean I have to feeling, no mind, no heart....no... You go for the pulchritudinous girls but I bet you'll get an ugly attitude!! Someone to do you wrong & stab you in the heart Making you feel like you don't belong Judging whether your cute or not Think twice when you walk past the ill-favored girl Think twice when you chose the pulchritudinous girl over the ill-favored girl because all you wanted was a pretty face. Think twice when you walk past her...because she could have been the...one. Because the truth is she has a pulchritudinous heart She has feelings She does exist She does belong She is not a shadow She is Beautiful in all ways