Pimples pimples everywhere,
I don't even know which one to stare,
I just can't lie and say that I don't care,
But deep inside they really scare.
When I make my hair in a bun,
they just start to have their own fun,
making myself as an example of pun,
But when I open them they make me look like nun,
I wanna shoot me with a gun,
But I refuse to quit n run,
I always want to see the bright sun.
I have a nose like a pig,
I don't even know how is it that big,
It is so funny it can have its own gig,
I don't have more words except for a twig.
I have a little bit of moustache,It gives me a different kind of headache
The kind that no one can match,even though I am a girl I made a mistake.
Everything in my body begs to get hate,
What can we do it is just my fate,
My nose,my hair, my filthy state,
They don't even let me think straight.
I have my own style which makes everyone debate,
Can I get myself a mate,
As i have a colour of slate,
It makes me regret everything I ate,
Finished every chunk of fat from my plate,
Isn't everything so great,
It's not even my fault that I got my father's trait,
Can't go out when its late,for my family definition of late is past eight.
After it they just close the gate,
Will I always have to wait.
Everything the God made
is beautiful as jade,
But when it was my turn why did everything started to fade,
Why did HE made me like a maid,
It makes me insecure and afraid,
Born talentlessI don't even know how to make a graceful braid,
Not anything about making an aid,
Not anything about war and trade,
Not anything about getting paid,
Always getting low on grade,
Feelings have started to decayed,
I just want some time to upgrade,
After that I will go into the ocean and tranform into a mermaid.....