I know I'm not pretty.I know I'm not smart.I know I'm all that popular,but would you even care.If there was one person to blame it be me but also all those who they and say I'm pretty.
To the boy they said he wanted everything to do with me,
I hate you for making me believe you did
To the boy that said be wanted nothing to do with me,
Thank you for making me realize I wasn't what everybody wanted
And to the boy that helped me through it all,
I'm sorry I didn't realize it was you sooner
*mature only because there's a lot of swearing