We live day by day Believing that we're not smart enough Not happy enough Not pretty, or skinny enough We care so much about what people think, That we do things like curl our hair And wear makeup, and dress a certain way Only to impress people who don't care about us.
We've grown up believing that beauty Only exists on the outside, Because that's where people can see it; But we're wrong
We're worth more than the scars and bruises That cover our naked bodies; Worth more than the feeling of throwing up Last night's dinner and Worth more than lipstick and our Tear-stained pillowcases.
Beauty exists on the inside Where your heart is. Society's idea of beauty is only Superficial, only materialistic.
Beauty isn't hair or clothing Or makeup or bodies; Beauty is your dreams. Beauty is your feelings And your thoughts And your goals.
Beauty is what you aspire to be, But you already are it; Beautiful.
We are worth more than The people who think We are nothing.