Wednesday, September 23, 2015

When You Call Me Ugly. . . (Wiyaala)

When you call me ugly, I often think you say so because you do not have the heart to tolerate others who are outside your box.
I feel you want me to be like you or others like you. 

You set my brain back to the times when I could not be normal, the times you weren't there, the times I hardly had use for a mirror.
When you say I am ugly, I think you want me to conform.