“Truth is ...”
Words cannot hurt you physically,
But they can harm you mentally.
Being told you have a big nose, and crooked toes,
Can make you feel so small though.
Feeling like God skipped you when he created beauty,
Is not a very good feeling.
Sometimes I feel as if I should not even exist,
Or someone should harm me with their fist.
I cannot explain exactly the pain I feel,
But I assure you the pain is so deep, and real.
I simply wish I could love me,
I wish I could feel pretty.
Life is not always perfect the way some put it out to be,
Hurt lay’s in everyone, underneath.
Never let anyone bring you down, or fool you,
God created you beautiful, too!
BY CHRISTY BOZEMAN
Words cannot hurt you physically,
But they can harm you mentally.
Being told you have a big nose, and crooked toes,
Can make you feel so small though.
Feeling like God skipped you when he created beauty,
Is not a very good feeling.
Sometimes I feel as if I should not even exist,
Or someone should harm me with their fist.
I cannot explain exactly the pain I feel,
But I assure you the pain is so deep, and real.
I simply wish I could love me,
I wish I could feel pretty.
Life is not always perfect the way some put it out to be,
Hurt lay’s in everyone, underneath.
Never let anyone bring you down, or fool you,
God created you beautiful, too!
BY CHRISTY BOZEMAN
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