If looks could kill

What an interesting autopsy would that make

Cause of death

A look

Are you able to just move along

On to the next couple

I cant let little things trigger my anger

I cant even see you without becoming completely pissed off

You make me mute

Around you I must resort to my signing

But I have gathered the strength to not endanger myself

Have you?

Can you look in the mirror

And say that you are proud of who you are

Remember when you asked him if you were pretty

Its not all about looks dear,

You need personality to match

And that is what makes the most beautiful or handsome the ugliest

Will anyone applued your name when its your turn to grab your diploma 

I still have scars I need to overcome

I dont blame you for mine

Do you blame me for yours?