Oh sweetie
If only you could look in the mirror
And love the reflection
Your beauty is a
Picasso painting of pure perfection
Lift your pretty head up
And straighten your crown
Wear your scars
Like Cinderella wore her gown
Show everyone that smile of yours
Throw away that blade that convinced you
That you had nothing to live for
Go out into the world
And show them what you're made of
The heart of a warrior
And the wings of a dove