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This is my response to those stuck up girls who look down on my appearance. |
| So I don't always paint my face, So I don't have that much grace, So I don't always brush my hair, If I'm a little fat, I really don't care, So sometimes I wake up late, And then my jewelry doesn't coordinate, So my socks are always ripped, So my nailpolish is chipped, So my shoes don't match my clothes, So I have freckles on my nose... So WHAT? Who cares? Not me! You see... I'm only gorgeous once in a while, But at least I'm pretty when I smile. If you think I'm ugly, that's just fine, For I am lovely everytime, That you look into my soul, That's where there's beauty to behold, 'Cause Christ my Savior lives in there, And that's more important than what I wear. |