The mirror shows reflections,
They're just a pretty face,
A mirror doesn't show the inside,
The most important place.
Wearing lots of make-up,
Doesn't make you kind,
It's not your face that matters,
It's your heart and mind.
If you look in the mirror,
And you don't like what you see,
Forget it and remember,
On the inside your pretty.
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Hi...just me...being random...!
It's not in the skin. Whether it be brown, or pale, or tan, or yellow, or pink. It's not in the hair. Whether it be orange, or black, or brown, or grey, or white, or yellow, or blue.
Can you see past my crazy hair. Can you see everything that's there. Can you see past my acne prone skin. Can you see deep within. Can you see past my not perfect shape.
Maybe one day I'll be famous. Maybe one day I'll be popular. Maybe one day I'll have a friend. Maybe one day I'll know someone who will like me for me.
Be ok. Be brilliant. Be brave. Be resilient. Be great. Be immature. Be late. Be a bore. Be a genius. Be a geek. Be convenient. Be chic. Be lazy. Be energetic. Be crazy. Be eccentric. Be a fool.
No more fake, No more take, No more money in your wake. No more glitter, No more flash, No more money in your stash. No concealing, No more bluff, No more money than's enough.
Sometimes I wonder .. We all wonder .. Why am I different. Why does everyone hate on me for being different. Am I not good enough. I know I am different, but I don't know why.
Yes, this is my skin colour. Yes, I know I'm small. Yes I'm really slim, too slim. I'm human, so yes, I fall.
I may not be perfect, no one is. Don't go judging me of what I look like or how I act, I'm me and I'm not going to change for you. I'm like marmite, not literally, you either hate me or love me.
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