People come at me with words
Yet my voice is never heard
I won't let them break me down
I will make my voice be heard all around
I will not fall into hiding under a mask of makeup
Nor let myself think the outside is what matters
I know the whispers
I know the rumors
I know what is fake and what is truth
But I prove them wrong
Prove I am strong
I know what beauty lies inside
A beauty underneath better than any beauty outside
I chose to have something unexplainable with words or pictures
Than to seem like a picture clearly fake
I chose to show my true self
Than to let it be buried it something else
I chose to make myself heard, even in the silenceing of my voice
I chose to let people know my choice,
And to know it will not change
I am not a girl on the cover on a magizine
I am not the most popular, nor most pretty
I am the one who knows what is true, and what is right, and what is inside