Ugly
Ugly
My handlers at school tell me I’m ugly
I think that’s cool
You can never have enough attention in this world
They are my personal trainers
Bullies with no rules
They are busy beating me
Educating with cruel words
Fashioned just for me to shape me right
Excuse me now as I must take my punishment
No time to write
But later on in life I’ll be their boss
Because they were such an inspiration in my past
I pay them what I want to now
And give them mirrors at no cost
For their reflection on the past
To see ugly as it really is
Something that will last
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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