Why do you judge me,
just by what you see?
Do you even know what's within,
What's underneath this skin?
Is it my hair,
Or the clothes I wear?
Is it my face,
Is that the case?
Can't you see my pain,
How I struggle to stay sane,
When you degrade me,
Just upon what you see?
How could you do this?
I know I wouldn't be missed,
But is my life
Worth being taken by this knife?
I try to be nice,
But I'm just like spice;
Some like it, Some don't;
Giving it a chance, most won't.
Please just listen,
Give my chance to glisten.
Let me show you what's inside,
Let me come out, so I no longer have to hide.
