As for tonight
I look in the mirror
And what do I see
A heartbroken girl
Staring back at me
Short brown hair
Bright brown eyes
But why is the reason
That she cries
Everyone stares
She’s got a great body
The places she goes she
Is the typical hottie
She thinks “they call me beautiful
But how can that be?
Why cant I see what
They see in me
And from her eye
Drops a tear.
And pain creeps in
From her fears
But if she could see
Past the tears and
Get over her fears
Maybe they would be right
But as for tonight… she cries
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