Ugliness

She complaints - That she's ugly
She wants to gain - Some symetry
And so she hopes - To awake
With a tight rope - Ready to break
Her frail neck - To lose her shame
She expects - To no more be the same
She wants to lose - Her ugliness
She remains lost - In emptiness

She cried - Too many times
Everyone laughed - At her loudly
She tried - To be more fine
But in death - She stands proudly

No one took care - Of how she felt
She had to bear - Ugliness and fell
They realized - Her frailty
Culpabilized - They're all guilty
But it's too late - She's finally gone
The face she hates - Disfigured by a gun
In her tomb - She heals her sore
Her womb - Will never be tore

She once lived - In ugliness
She's been deceived - In her distress
She had to hide - In darkness
So she died - In loneliness

She once - Was in great pain
But in the end - She bleeds no more
All the ones - With the bloodstains
On their hands - They sleep no more

People loves - Visible beauty
All that counts - Is symetry
They only care - Of what they see
They ignored how - Fine she could be
The perception - Of outside beauty
Has been set by - Society
The true curse is - To be lonely
To be rejected - To be ugly

--------------------"Some people should not allow a real weight to others' words, while these ones should think twice before talking."

-Text by my brother Nox Anima-