In this world theirs good and evil people,
But it seems that this world just hate me,
I try to become a new me,
But I just end up being someone I don’t want to be,
I am scared to say “I love you”
And put out of place
When someone says “you’re beautiful”
And at the end they end up hurting me,
And when I look in a mirror,
I see a girl that uses a smile,
To hide her fear, her beauty,
And most of all her self-esteem,
She thinks that she’s ugly and fat,
But truly she is beautiful inside,
Yet when someone says “you’re pretty”
She thinks that they are lying to her,
She thinks its all a lie,
Ad when someone says
“Your amazing.” She thinks
That they are just saying that
So she won’t feel bad. But
At the end she realizes its
Was all a lie.