They Say

They Say

They say I’m too fat, They say I’m too thin,

Make fun of my hair, make fun of my skin,

One day I’m too short, the next I’m too tall,

There’s nothing I do right, nothing at all.

My locker’s too messy, homework’s too neat,

One day I’m too mean, the next I’m too sweet,

I never know which They want me to be,

And so I don’t know which one's really me.

I try and I try to do what They want,

But They only stare, They tease and They taunt,

If They would accept me just as I am,

I'd be part of it, I'd be part of Them.

But will They realize the person who’s here?

I know I’m not perfect, not even near,

They never look past my facade outside,

To a person my skin can't help but hide.

Buried deep somewhere is who’s truly me,

A girl I really just want to let free,

This person inside is who I like best,

Doesn’t care about looks, how she is dressed.

“How do I find her?” I ask and I ask,

And continue to try since it’s no easy task,

Want to be myself, a girl who’s unique,

Not treated by Them as though she’s a freak.

They say I’m too this, They say I’m too that,

They say I’m too thin, They say I’m too fat,

I listen, I wonder 'til my brain’s sore,

I’ll stop

I refuse.

To take any more.