your smile is so beautiful
everything is really you
You are so despicable
I can't compare you with anyone else in the room
you are truly "you"
I wonder when I look through you all I see is blue
why do you let their hurtful words get to you
You are beautiful, very presentable.
I can see your sorrows behind your smile
and it hurts when they look at you with just a little time
Not giving you any attention
you lock yourself in your room and cry
trying all kind of things just to please them
You are losing you in the process
I believe you are different
it will soon be over when you look in the mirror
And realize its just paint
