Poor kid, Poor kid

Poor kid, poor kid,
Looks at the mirror, dont like what you see
Poor kid, poor kid,
Nobody can notice how bad you do feel.

Wakes up in the morning
To get ready to school
You go to the bathroom
To see you dont look good

Dont like the other person
Staring back at you
You feel in a prison
With not much you can do.

You ve tried really hard
You worked on yourself
Even did the unhealthy
But you went up again

Poor kid, poor kid,
Why cant you like what you see?
Poor kid, poor kid,
Why cant you accept it the way it is?