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I Hate It

I hate it when they say I'm pretty
I hate it when they don't explain
I'm not pretty
I'm ugly
I'm a monster no one should love
I hurt
I scare
I'm the only monster they want to be friends with
I hate it
I don't get it
The fact that I'll hurt them more than they bargained for
They'll get hurt
But insist to never leave my side
I hate it
I hate the fact that I'm a monster
But still
We will see how long they last
Before they run
And regret meeting me

Copyright © Summer Uchacz | Year Posted 2011

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Carol Sunshine Brown Date: 9/23/2011 2:53:00 PM Happy weekend enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry today Summer. Love, Carol Login to Reply

Robert Johnson Date: 9/22/2011 9:31:00 PM Beauty is more than skin deep. What you sow is what you reap. Sometimes they are just a creep. So when the mirror tells ugly lies. And you look and can't believe your eyes. Remember that in Jesus heart. He only asks, you play your part. I knew a man who thought he was pathetic. Left alone with his thoughts,became quite prophetic. Login to Reply Summer Uchacz Date: 9/22/2011 9:33:00 PM yet in the end my poem comes true, to the pathetic life i must resume, and if luck may come, i'll find someone, but in the end he'll hurt me, like i've been hurt before