All Alone

I'm not Pretty

you walk up to me,

and compliment me.

saying that I'm pretty.

but sorry luv, I don't believe you.

you need to agree,

that I'm not pretty,

just face it,

there is no need to hide the fact.

just agree,

I'm not what I seem,

I'm not pretty.

I'm not what you want to see,

not even in your wildest dreams,

will I ever be,

what you call "being pretty"

I'm a monster deep inside,

I can't keep myself alive,

you don't want me for me,

you don't want the true reality,

I'm a monster as you see,

and the monster is actually me.

I take in so much pity,

cause I'm not the slightest bit pretty.

I feel ashamed,

bet I can be blamed.

and being pretty,

will never be my specialty,

nor will I be smart,

nor good at art.

let's face it, it's clear, you see,

you need to be pulled back to reality.

I'm a monster as you see,

and the monster is actually me.

just agree,

I'm not what I seem,

I'm not what you want to see.

not even in your wildest dreams

will I ever be,

what you call "being pretty"

I'm a monster deep inside,

I can't keep myself alive,

you don't want me for me,

you don't want the true reality,

I'm a monster as you see,

and the monster is actually me.

(A/N)
again...don't really have an authors note....so......eh....I guess I'm not talkative today *shrug*

have a good rest of your day guys(: love you all(:   -EM