Who am I? That's what i really what I want to know.
Why am I here and What's my purpose? Was i just made for show?
Am I just made for people to poke fun at? To laugh, stare, and tease?
I was always told that to find the answer to my questions I must first get on my knees. I must pray to God and ask Him, for only He knows.
He knows why he made me. I'm sure he had a good enough reason, but I don't think I'm ready to know.
I walk around catching attitudes with people because they don't understand me. If all they want to do is poke fun, why can't they just let me be?
I've been told that I am nothing, ugly, a nobody and i don't belong. but that's not who I am.
Even though I don't know who I am, it's good to know that I know who I'm not. I know I'm not a little devil or a perfect angel. I am not untrustworthy. I'm not fake and I'm not rude. So why do people hate me? Why can't they see me for who I am?
Then again, who am I? That's all I really want to know.
Why am I here and what's my purpose? Was I only made for show?