Princess Somebody

I am invisible, I am weak
I am disappearing among the meek
People will use me as they look down at my face
Up high on the 'ladder' with such style and grace
They watch me an laugh at my every move
They stare at me like I have something to prove
but their eyes won't prevent me from being myself
I will climb up that 'ladder' though I lack the wealth.
Without the style, without the grace
without a perfect body or a beautiful face
I will be special, I will be loved and respected
although I am different we still are connected
We both are people who love and are loved
We both have a heavenly father who is watching from above
Don't you dare look down on me don't gather up the nerve
I am worthy of respect now give me the respect I deserve!!
Because I am Tiffany and I'm almost fifteen
And I'm a princess, the child of God the KING!