Ugly

I knew a girl who thought she was ugly. Spend all her years yearning to be 
pretty. The girl felt that since she had no man that she wasn't good enough. All 
her friends talked about their many experiences and she'd never had one. Every 
time she'd look into the mirror her eyes would moisten with tears. She was alone 
through all her high school years with no love to claim hers. School past her by 
like a ghost in a haunted house and she was sad and depressed; She lack 
enthusiasm. All these things change for her on her first day of college. Every guy 
in the room was looking at her and wanted to holla. Not only was her classmates 
blind but they were dead wrong. Her beauty could be compared to sunsets and 
rainbows. It was just the simple fact that she was trapped in a cell. A prisoner of 
first impressions. When she was finally released everyone could see who she 
really was. Beautiful
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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