We wonder why we aren't all made the same.
To have the same eyes, same face, same brain.
To have the same eyes, same face, same brain.
We wonder why we can't look like a model on the page.
But live life as if an act on stage.
But live life as if an act on stage.
We wonder why The boy in 3rd period likes someone who's not you.
But, don't remember that we have better things to do.
Than to worry about guys, our face, our body.
It seems as if putting ourselves down is a hobby.
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