you breathe my last breath

she was a joke
no one liked her
she was ugly
she was mean

she never wanted to be mean
its just that everyone else was mean
why shouldn't she?

she never wanted to be ugly
everyone else was just better looking

she tried making friends
her jokes was just never funny

she tried wearing make up
she was so pretty that even with a mask people would still cry looking at her

so she sat alone on that pavement
wondering what she did wrong
she saw pretty girls walk by
she saw dogs that looked better than her

every time she looks at the sky
the sky cries
i guess she was that ugly

you think im mean?



im her.