I am not beautiful, I get it
It is not a part of me I can correct
Only my emotions your words affect
I am not beautiful, it is a fact
If only me, you words could perfect
I would bask in them with no shame
But now they only bring pain
One that I wish was the kind to freeze my brain
Then I will not hear words so vain
I am no flower in a vase
I have no color, I am pale
I am so sorry if I brought you pain
Are we not even, have I not paid?
For being so plain
That I bring you too much shame
Need you be so harsh?
Even about that we cannot change
