They Say . . .
They say I'm ugly.
They say I'm stupid.
then what am I?.
Do I not belong here in this world?
I cry because the stuff you all say,I hold back tears because I here it everyday.
What am I wrong ? that's what you all say.
Why don't you look into the mirror before it breaks.
Because I'm ME that's all I have to say.
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