Being Beautiful

He walks up to you
While your mascaras running
Down your cheeks
And your hair looks like
It hasn�t been brushed for weeks

He smiles at the sight before him
And asks what you have been doing
To yourself
You were about to say crying over you
But you close your mouth

Like normall you go to hug him
But he puts his arm out and says
not in public
he humiliates you
what a jerk

you know you look like a mess
I question what he has to say
He carried on
And broke it off
Over how you looked today

All he said is
I can't go around with a girl like you
I mean imagine the damage
to my reputation it will do

you look him in the eyes
as a tear starts to fall down your face
you turn
you walk away
feeling like a complete disgrace

you go home and cry
just lie there on your bed
you know hes an a-hole
that all that going through
your head

two weeks after
and about two million tears after him
your starting to question
what he said
your face dim

soon after you meet another guy
who tells you youre gorgeous and hott
but after what they other guy said
you belive that you are not

you decide to meet him one night
he knocks at your bedroom window
its dark but you can
work out a shadow

you let him in
and he hands you
a beautiful boquet
you look like a wreck
so he asks if your okay

he plants a kiss on your forehead
and you forget
all your troubles and fears
all that matters now
is that he is here

he walks up to you
while your mascaras running down
your cheeks
you hair doesn�t look like its been
brushed for weeks

he looks at the sight infront of him
he looks for quiet a while
not one word is said
then he begins to smile

he looks you straight
into the eyes
and says baby your beautiful
thanks you say as you begin to cry