Beauty of Me

Some day's I want to scream, Some day's I'm happy, Some day's I don't care at all, When I run out of things to say, I feel the painful words swarm me, I want to be me, And I hope that's enough for someone, I feel beautiful, can't you see it, can't you find it, find the beauty of me, People say many things to me, some say I'm wrong, some say that I don't belong, sometimes it feels like I'm not worth it, sometimes I get so lost that I can't be found, so I stop, about ready to give up, but then I look up saying, I want to be me, And I hope that's enough for someone, I feel beautiful, can't you see it, can't you find it, find the beauty of me, Turned around by my doubts, I feel no beauty from time to time, but I fake this smile, lie and say I'm alright, and even though you don't care you still ask, so I still lie, In some ways I don't care either, but that's a common issue that haunts this world isn't it, Why do I want to be me, And hope that's enough for someone, why do I feel beautiful, why can't you see it, why can't you find it, why not find the beauty of me, I guess it's all good, heartbreak, life ruining moments, all risk, but that's a sad, lonely life, so why is it mine, leaving me to waste away, But I still keep my head up high, At least, till I die.