Beautiful

There are two sides of me

The one that's real

And the one you see

One was unhappy

And feeling pretty crappy

Staring in the mirror

Wishing my face were clearer

The other you see at school

Makeup everywhere

Shinin' like a jewel

With picture perfect hair

Part of me is confident

Always scoring

Compliments

But the rest is insecure

Imperfections

Making me not so sure

Now I've learned

Not to be jealous

Or to yearn

To be other fellows

Cuz the two sides of me

Have something the same

Now I see

That fake is lame

The way I thought before is

Inexcusable

Cuz underneath it all

I'm BEAUTIFUL