Technology, Remake Me by Ed Nigmatic

 They are harsh

Along the vehement stare is their traumatizing gnash

 

For them am a mere trash

They have no mercy to smash

Until a part of me never gets crushed

Those painful words are my memory's favorite flash

Everyday there's no time that I never been insulted

Whenever I see their playful faces with their narrow minded

Indication that they would never let my day pass not being beaten

Which gives me the idea to be preferably isolated

Away from the real demons of my reality

Because for them my face is not pretty

They said they won't befriend such an ugly me

We're living in the era where looks is superiority

Praises of beautiful faces which valued more

Than the heart and with a pretty soul

I cry when no one sees me

The fear to tell to my parents as I recall their threat which haunting me

It's like a black hole pulling me

I don't have idea to escape for I so weary

 

In the middle of the night where my face is dreary

I wish I had pretty looks to live confidently

For the society revolves unfairly

And their eyes were deceiving of beauty

They were blinded of importance of kind heart which is more bonny

I feel sorry for being me

For I am so dowdy

That's the sad part of society

For they prefer not the goodness inside but the devil lurking behind beauty

Maybe if I would let me remake of beauty by technology

That's the time where they would finally love me

That's the time where I can wear my smile perfectly

That's the time I can live confidently

That's the time no one will hurt me

That's the time I can live for being me