The ugliness was like an additional unwanted limb that had emerged in puberty, apparently with the sole purpose of inflicting misery.
Heh, this song seems to be written precisely to generate such questions and polls:
I will read it every day to try to stay hopeful that my future isn't as bleak as it seems.
The character who has had that experience is making that statement".
Description: The rehearsal room laid bare. Part of HuffPost News.