I want you to think I'm pretty
I want you to think I'm great
I know I think I'm witty,
But I know I'm someone to hate
My hair is not straight
My body's not thin
I know I'm over weight,
But I also know I don't fit in
My clothes are a mess
I never put make up on my face
I wanted to look my best,
But let's face I'm a disgrace to this race
I'll never be loved
I'll never have this or that
All I wanted was to be hugged,
But instead I was used for a mat
I want you to think I'm pretty
I want you to think I'm smart
I want you to believe I have a heart
I wasn't you to think I'm worthy
I want you to think I'm fun
I want you to think I'm not done
But deep down I know the truth
I'll never be pretty or smart
I'm below being worthy or fun
A guy ran away with my heart and people tour it to shreds
The only truth is I can run; from love, people, and I wish myself
