can’t you see I do this all for you? the only mouth I care about in the room adorn myself in ribbons and shoes that hurt my feet but when we meet in crowded places it’s me that you can’t see UGLY it’s what my ex said I was and it’s how you make me feel so it must be f- real I must be UGLY I live it when my skin sits untouchedwhen my lips lay unloved I answer to it’s name: UGLY