The Opposite of what i am, really
Good Girl
I’m cute?
Just cute?
I open up to you
Show you how I see
Let you listen to how I sing
Stand on my toes as if I were a ballerina
Although it makes my feet ache
Write a thousand words for you
Although it cramps my fingers
Paint my mask and try to catch your attention
I almost let you see my face
But you still never see who I truly want you to see me
And I don’t want anyone to look at me and just think I’m “cute”
I want to be thought of as beautiful.

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