Don't tell me I'm lazy or foolish
I'm not doing the best that I can
I'm doing a hell of a lot better
Than the type of girl that I am
Self esteem lower than Mariana's trench
Daddy issues too many to count
Depressed, apathetic, and lonely
How these girls usually turn out
Don't remind me of what I should be
What I could be
I would be
I won't
I'll be the girl that takes all these problems
Takes the sad and the sullen and bad
I'll force it to be something beautiful
Make it art
And flavor
And sound.