Beautiful

She cries desperate tears into her pillow Wishing she could change her face and looks She spends countless hours with the mirror Inspecting all her crannies and nooks She's so blind to the image she sees Only seeing her imperfections and flaws Maybe she's blinded by the tears in her eyes As her heart battle on in this losing war She lets what people say bring her down Her mind is haunted by the cruel taunts She starts to feel ashamed of the way she looks She wishes she had what everyone else flaunts She can buy all the make-up Rimmel can make She can wear the right clothes and style her hair But deep inside she's still so insecure The feeling of self confidence is still so rare What she doesn't realise is she's beautiful No matter what any girl or boy says The one thing that we all need to appreciate Is we're all beautiful in every way