When I was 7 They I was strange I noticed that my eyes and hair weren't the same I asked my parents if was OK They said you're more beautiful And that's the way they show they wish That they had your smile So my confidence was up for a while I got comfortable with my own style I knew that they were only jealous cos
People are all the same we only get judged by what we do My personality reflects me And if I'm ugly then So are you So are you
There was a time when I felt like I That I was shorter everyone there People made me feel like life was unfair And I did things that made me ashamed Cos I didn't know body would change I grew taller than them in more ways But there will always be the one who will say Something bad to make them feel great
are all the same And we only get judged by what we do My personality reflects me And if I'm ugly then So are you So are you
Everybody talks bad about And never realises how it affects somebody you bet it won't be forgotten Envy is the only thing it could be