Sil3nt

What we had will never be the same, that's the sad part.

If I suddenly was gone, would you miss me?

I disgust myself.
My stomach, arms and thighs are too big
My face is just plain hideous.
I like nothing about myself
No matter what anyone says,
No matter how many compliments i may get
To myself I'll always be ugly.
 

Promise me you'll always
be happy by my side.
I Promise to sing to you
when all the music dies.

The world ain't half as bad as they paint it to be. If all the sons and daughters stop to take it in. Hopefully the hate subsides and the love begins.