I want them to see how pretty I am,
I don't care how I get the attention,
Some say I might be vain,
But when I look in the mirror,
I want to see beauty,
Not just a plain-jane,
This make-up I'm wearing will hopefully hide what I don't want to see,
And I hope it'll cover up what makes me, me,
I wanna be different,
But I'm told that everybody does,
So doesn't that make me just like them?
So I guess in the end, I'll just blend into the crowd,
And I'll end up the same as all of them, for the sake of my being proud