Hideous

Am I really horrible?
Do I sicken you with my grin?
Because I feel like a monster,
And my confidence is wearing thin.

Am I second rate in your eyes?
Once everyone's gone, is it just me?
Will anyone ever again say I'm beautiful?
Tell me what do people see?

I can't let anyone see the tears,
Can't let them see my pain.
Let them think I'm still have the same girl,
Not pretty, not special, just plain.

What do I have to do, to be noticed?
Will I be wrapped up in love once more?
Because right now, I'm feeling so hideous,
Invisible and ignored.