Age Rating: 13 +
The nightmares run over and over in my head.
I try to find why I feel dead.
Nothing works as my heart slowly crumbles.
My eyes turn black with pain.
My face evil and ugly as a witch.
I try to think of how I could switch.
I want for a day to be the one with the pretty face. Not the one how is stared at for being how I am.
I want to be free to roam the land.
I want to smile without being stared at and walk holding a dream.
But then I wake up and realize it was only a dream. My nightmare is back as I think of why this is happening to me.
Nothing shows me the truth and I only see me.