Not failed attempts at beauty or stating.
No answers for unique questions.Why do we judge on one's appearance.
Who am I to judge oneself?
If I for one does not know myself.How many eyes have I avoided?Will I be stared and not be loved?
I ask for one but alas there is none.
I ask myself why do I try to fit in.If I know that I will be ignored.Even if i changed myself.
Will I be loved than ignored?
If I changed then its pretend.
What is the sum of 11 and 8:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.