They say I look beautiful, well that is not completely true.
They say I'm sweet, but they haven't seen the other side of me.
They say I'm the buddy to hangout with, but they haven't looked deep inside my eyes which still search the presence.
They say I fit their group, but somewhere I feel lonesome and cry.
They hesitate to say what they feel like , I wish they had known me a bit more.
They say we are lucky to have you, I wish they knew that I was the one who was lucky to have them.




In this big world people will judge you, somewhere they haven't known you that well. Let go all the things which others say and live. Be the one who you are and let the world stare.