When you look at me,

I don’t know what to think.

Are you laughing, are you judging,

Are you just saying hi?

When you look at me,

What do you see?

A happy, loving girl,

Or an ugly freak?

When you laugh at me,

Or say that I’m not worth it,

It hurts inside,

It _hurts. _

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And I don’t know what to believe.

Am I the useless scrap you say I am?

Or am I _more_

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Than the mold you try and force me in?

I wish I didn’t care,

I wish you didn’t stare.

But at the end of the day,

The day,

I say,

This is me.

Exactly what you see,

I don’t care what you think,

Cause this is me.

So I’m done living in your lies,

Not good enough, not pretty enough,

Dumber, ruder, hateful,

Not worth anyone’s love.

Because I _know_,

Deep down inside that dark whole

You carved into me,

That I am enough, for _me. _

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This me,

I’m who I want to be,

I don’t care what you say,

Cause _this _is me.