Stop that looking down on me
What the hell makes you think your better than me?
We aren't even in the same class
It's apples and oranges-
There's no way to compare
We both walk different paths
And nothing makes yours better
But you walk upon yours as if it's made of gold.
Who cares if you're a size zero and have the voice of an angel
And have boys falling for you left and right
And I'm a high school drop out without a job
And my body is definitely not a size zero and covered with scars
You haven't been through half the things I've been through
You don't have to deal with the pain I continually feel.
And if you want a competition 
You got it.
You go around acting all perfect and like a grade A *****
While I even through I struggle through it all I do so with grace
Which is something you lack yet I have in spades.
And now that I've realized that
You can no longer bring me down
I'm proud of who I am
So you can drop your supercilious attitude
And keep your cruel words to yourself
Because they won't affect me anymore
I'll just continue down my path 
with the grace you lack 
Happy enough just to be me.