Roses aren't perfect And their leaves are green Babygirl, you are flawless An angel and a queen
Those freckles painted across your face Are like the stars in the night sky And those glass-stained irises Radiate your beautiful nature from your eye
The world tells you youβre broken And the world may be right But those scars are your trophies And your blemishes prove your fight
your stretch marks don't define you and your mistakes can't limit who you are why believe you are dull and unworthy when you can know you're a bold, shining star