Just A Ghost.
Too fat, too thin
Being ugly, is my only sin
Too dumb, too smart
Feeling unloved, torn apart
Too happy, too sad
I swear to you, I'm not that bad
Too short, too tall
What to do now, just end it all?
Too normal, too weird
What would you think, if I just dissapeared?
poem by Scout Kerr
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