I know it’s hard, when everyone around you
Seems to have everything
You’re not enough, you haven’t got,
What everybody seems to want,
You try so hard, to fit the trend,
You feel so wrong,
But in the end,
You have to realize,
It’s no surprise

Doesn't the rose always come with a thorn?
Why be the same when you can be your own,
You’re beautiful-just being you
The shooting star doesn't look like the rest,
But it shines the best,
You’re beautiful-just being you
Don’t run away from who you really are,
Don’t run from what’s inside,
Don’t try to bend the wind,
Don’t try to run away and hide,
Isn't a plain cupcake kind of boring?
Like choosing a raindrop falling from the sky,
Random and same,
Don’t know why you would settle for less,
When you’re perfect,
Without even taking a breath!