You're called beauty queen, you have a picture perfect family
You look in the mirror and feel the monster, you feel isolated and they don't care
You go to a great school, have life-long friends
You love education and hate the system, you're not always allowed to be with them
People always come up and say hello, treat you with so much respect-like a princess
Many do it for reputation, and behind closed doors it's all hostile conversations
Have as many guyfriends as girls, they all love you the same
The guys only last so long, find out you will probably never be together and then they move on
The girls try to steal your bestfriends, even though people hate and notice in the end
All you asked for was a friend
But sometimes the good things don't happen until we're near the end.
So don't give up, keep on going strong, you're a soldier
Everyday carrying boulders upon your shoulders of grace
And by the power of God you will be saved, and once you pray for help
He'll do his best, with all he can
To make sure you don't feel all of this pain again,
