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Beauty is a stupid idea.
Who made the decision
You have to be a certain way
For people to like you?
Its like beauty makes this world go round
Its the battery source for our existence
And it keeps us spinning
And spinning
Like a carousel.
I don't know about you
But I want to be different.
Fuck beauty.
Being myself
Is a greater prize.
And then I don't have to follow.
I'll fly off the carousel
And walk my path.