I want to know
How do you feel so low
How someone as Beautiful as you
Never knows what to do
How do you look in the mirror
And can not look clearer
For I hear the names they call out
And I know it makes you want to shout
Why do you worry of what they say?
They do not put beauty in your day
Jealousy is why they say what they say
But do not worry you will leave here someday
Maybe then you shall see
The beautiful woman you are meant to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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