Why when every time one girl sees another,
If she's skinnier,
If she's prettier,
If she gets better grades,
If she has a boyfriend,
If she has a lot of friends,
That girl wants to be just like the other?

Why has society made people like this?

Now I'm not one to always feel bad for every girl just because they're a girl,
Not at all.

Just the ones who can't see,
That beauty lies within thee.

Sure most wouldn't mind friends,
Most wouldn't mind having a boyfriend,
Most want to be beautiful,
Most want to be smart,
Most wouldn't mind being thinner,

But I'd rather embrace what I don't have,
Than act, as they say, fake,
And spend my time pretending to be someone I'm not.

I'm not beautiful to everyone,
But I am to few people.
That's more than enough to me.

I'm not a genius,
But I'm not an idiot.
As long as I succeed.

I don't have a million friends,
I only need a few best friends.
Then I know there's always someone there for me.

I'm not the skinniest,
But maybe I don't want to be.
I'm happy with myself right now.

I don't have a boyfriend,
Maybe I don't need one just yet.
I'm fine on my own.

What matters most isn't seen at all.
In fact,
Most people look past it,
Looking at someone's shell.

But people are like oysters;
The pearl is on the inside;
The shell only holds the pearl.
And when the ouster is ready,
It opens.
And something beautiful lies inside.