Some say that beauty only goes skin deep
And this is what they believe
But I could never understand
Why this was their stand
I mean just look around you
At what all these people go through
They go thought these situations
And they come out and people act like they hate them
They have earned these scars
And all of these people are
Stronger than we could imagine
Braver than we could fathom
So why do we make them a mockery
Tell them they'll never be pretty
These people are the most beautiful
These are the ones we've pulled
They've pulled themselves out of places
That we regard with hatred
They've come from battles-
You don't see them getting whistles and cat-calls
So why do we love it when we are envied
When we should be striving for that kind of beauty
The beauty that comes from not knowing
What will happen next but still living
Still living and still striving to be the best they can be
Even when the world tells them they'll never be pretty.
