I'm just an ordinary girl with ordinary hair
An ordinary face
My best is someone's half
I can never be enough
But enough for who?
I will never try to look like all these other girls because then it wouldn't make me who I am
But at the same time I want to be seen
I want to be heard
I want to be adored
I don't need it but I want it
Or do I?
Will I ever be something else
Or will I just stay simple and ordinary
Where my everyday presence will be ignored
Where no one looks my way
Because I'll always be simple.