Pretty

I jus wanna be pretty, is that too much to ask?

For how long do you expect me to wear this happy mask?

For how long can I hide in all the jewellery that I can buy?

The countless days where I take off my makeup and cry,

Just reminds me of how my ugliness makes me want to die,

When everyone compliments her and passes me by,

I want to scream and shout and beg them to tell me why?

But I know better than to ask, for I know that they can only lie.