You don't get it,
You don't understand.
You try to help me,
Heal my broken heart,
But you can't.
Why can't you understand that?
I'm ugly,
Stop telling me I'm not.
I know I am,
I have gotten over it.
But you just have to bring it back up
Again.
Make me relive my misery,
Unleash the locked up feelings.
I don't care what you think,
I don't care if you tell me I'm pretty.
I'm not.
And that is just it.
I know everyone is pretty,
Except me.
But sometimes I like to believe,
That I'm pretty too.
