The beast
I am ugly like a beast they say.With no pity on how I feel, their words cut deeper than a knife. Their hate towards me is as cold as ice.
Is it a sin that I was born ugly, Is it a sin to be me."Beast they call me " thinking it will make me give up on my dreams. Yet with that name...
Is it a sin that I was born ugly, Is it a sin to be me."Beast they call me " thinking it will make me give up on my dreams. Yet with that name...