When I was 7
They said I was strange
I noticed that my eyes
and hair werent the same
I asked my parents if I was OK
They said youre more beautiful
And thats the way,
they show that they wish
That they had your smile
So my confidence was up for a while
I got real comfortable with my own style
I knew that they were only jealous cos
People are all the same
And we only get judged by what we do
Personality reflects name
And if Im ugly then
So are you
There was a time
when I felt l
