Get Used To It

by Mary   Apr 22, 2006


I may not have the best body
or the greatest hair
I may dress more comfortable
instead of being bare
I may not have the perfect skin
or the whitest smile
but I have inner beauty
that can go on for miles.

I can out throw anyone
and beat boys in football
I can eat a whole pizza pie
and I hate going to the mall
I don't wear much makeup
or put my hair in fancy ways
I wear sneakers not heels
and this is how I'm going to stay.

I may not be good in science
and with math I don't stand a chance
I may not be the greatest singer
and I really just can't dance
I may have weird taste in music
and watch odd shows on TV
But you should love me for who i am
because this is me.

I know how to make you laugh
hard enough to cry
I know how to make you feel comfortable
so you wont be shy
I know how to have fun
and make you have more
If I'm not good enough
then hunny.... theres the door.

I ain't changing. Get used to it.

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