Shattered faces

I woke up this morning
to put on my face
hoping that today
No one will call me a disgrace.

I sit in the back
Im all alone
filled with everyday wishes
I was back at home

I know Im not pretty
and thats okay!
I just wish that people
would see things my way.

That to be popular
it shouldnt be just looks
it should be the person inside
the pages with in the books!

Unfortunately they all disagree
and together try to pull me down
to bad thanks to them Im already
on the ground

I walk home alone
with my shattered face
yet another one
Ill have to re-place

So I go to bed
to find that dream
when thing really are
as nice as they seem