Particles of dust fly into my eye
My eye turns red
and I begin to cry
My tears are beginning to shed
and i take a deep breath and let out a sigh
I take my hand and let my fingers whip my tears
It burns
I run to the mirror to dry my face
but all i see is a huge discrease
nothing i see, is what i like
two bigs eyes and a nose that dosnt seem right
a mouth full of metal and cheeks that are red
and maybe a mis shapen head
a body so large that looks over fed
I believe what i see and what i feel i guess this a start of telling you ill will never be the best.
