Smart and Beautiful

Young and free

Happy as can be

Drawing on walls

And playing with dolls

Grow a little older

Things are colder

Getting called names

Can't play some games

Because your ugly and stupid

My happiness was excluded

Looking in the mirror

What do we have here

a flaw for a mistake

Oh, how she break

She missed a problem on the test

Who would have guessed

Stupids miss problems

You belong with the commons

You are not special

You are not successful

You are weak

And you life is bleak

You ugly peice of trash

You fat piece of trash

Just stop for you are nothing

You are disgusting

Wake up, open your eyes

This is not you on the inside

You work so hard

You've come so far

You are smart and beautiful

 

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