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I got called Pretty today Though it wasnt a perfect situation, so to say I smiled nevertheless A sweet scent of happiness You see, Every night, an ocean awaits Every morning, a walk of shame, never late For each time the sun poked its eye I became beauty's lie Some say "Pretty hurts" I believe it's not their fault Some say Ugly kills It cuts deeper than even steel I drape my bulgy eyes and freckled body In thick glasses and makeup's honey Anything to hide the lie so they can't see us But what the hell They're just smokes and mirrors I've come to terms with what I am, Please don't say it loud I am the arguments between the stormy clouds The reflection of what pretty is not Call me ugly, I won't be hurt Because you see, I should have been dimpled or flawless Beautiful, nothing more, nothing less Anything to distract me from what the ugly truth could be That maybe "PRETTY" didnt want me So I lied