It's funny how fate plays it's card.
Before my existence fate made a choice.
Now everyone in my street call me ugly.
I can't really fight back,
Because I know it's true.
My mirror tells me every morning.

I had just made hair.
The hair was perfect and beautiful.
My Mum wived it with love,
But the boy across the street,
Didn't notice it all.
He went straight dissing my nose.

I love my parents to death,
but they are a pair of ugliness.
There was no escape,
to the seed that came out of them.
Which was me.

I love myself, regardless.
Being me is all I know,
So why won't I?
Am a strong woman,
But these brother play my emotion,
Like tennis.

To me dates are fairytale,
And Dad's love is not sufficient no more.
I need to know how it feels to be asked out.
What's life without love?

It's is what it is,
So today I will put on my makeup.
And hit the street again.
Glit and glamour, yes please.
And a dose of confidence.

I will find the Shrek to my Phiona,
Find that special someone that love me regardless.
I'll take a trip to the end of the earth,
Because this love bird wants to be free.

© Mentron Dc