As the gentle rays of the Sun falls upon me
I feel pretty
All until I see this picture
That made me feel inferior, so ugly.
She looks so picture perfect
With her pretty eyes and curves
And all at once she made me feel
That I'm the ugliest one on Earth.
Her hair is smooth, so natural, a distinct brown
While my hair looks like a bird's nest, something like a clown
Her eyes the colour of hazelnuts, outshines so easily
My murky coloured orbs, and my skin,so freckly.
She's confident, the way she walks
And the words, the tone so sugary sweet when she talks
Her smile so dazzling, putting people into a spell
Her character so outgoing, 'so lovely' anyone can tell.
But then a dear friend told me
"You have underestimated your value."
And then did it really get to me
That without the ordinary, the jacks
There wouldn't be the extraordinary, the masters.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:08 AM UTC
As the gentle rays of the Sun falls upon me
I feel pretty
All until I see this picture
That made me feel inferior, so ugly.
She looks so picture perfect
With her pretty eyes and curves
And all at once she made me feel
That I'm the ugliest one on Earth.
Her hair is smooth, so natural, a distinct brown
While my hair looks like a bird's nest, something like a clown
Her eyes the colour of hazelnuts, outshines so easily
My murky coloured orbs, and my skin,so freckly.
She's confident, the way she walks
And the words, the tone so sugary sweet when she talks
Her smile so dazzling, putting people into a spell
Her character so outgoing, 'so lovely' anyone can tell.
But then a dear friend told me
"You have underestimated your value."
And then did it really get to me
That without the ordinary, the jacks
There wouldn't be the extraordinary, the masters.
