Trying hard to feel less insecure
but the result, is not a cure
I can see, I can feel
I am not enough
but all this people, tell me I am
They just say I am beautiful, they don't wanna hurt me
But inside themselves, they know Im not
In this world, you have to be beautiful, skinny and, wonderful
to be... seen
What happens with the good people? that still exist..
they might not have that beauty, that others have
but they are beautiful.... inside
They just have known, beautiful girls, beautiful boys
but what happens, when I arrive?
They stare at me, with meanful looks,
they might not mean it, but i do feel it
in my heart... like a knife... like a dagger inside...
They don't know me, they don't know the person I am
I am beautiful... inside
I might not have the beauty others have
but I am beautiful... inside
I dont have a friend, who I really can trust
I have nobody to smile to, to laugh with
to go on their way.... this emptiness... all a mess
They dont consider... inner beauty
so i cant show them, demostrate them
that I am beautiful.... inside
*Instrumental*
They just say, I am beautiful, all the fake
but inside themselves, they know im not. It makes it worse
In this world, you have to be wonderful, skinny and, beautiful
to be.... seen
What happens with the good people? that still exist..
they might not have the beauty others have...
but they are beautiful... yeah they are beautiful....
inside......
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