beautiful

And you wonder why I say I'm not good enough. when you got all those beautiful faces when you walk in all those places, yeah- you try to act tough, play it down for me, but they're all what people see, that's why they never see me.

But Baby, if you could see me how I see me- look in MY mirror, see the empty space the unfilled place- the unbeautiful face.

Boy you dont know what its like, how it feels to be the last one chosen, the
un-chosen ugly duckling looking in, constantly wondering, feeling my faint heart beat thundering in my chest always knowing...

those beautiful faces will never be...me.