words are just words

or so they try to say

but the words are names

written across my face

too fat, too tall, too into cartoons

too smart, too dumb, and too ugly, too.

my whole life I have been too much or too little

so that's how I feel

never good enough for anything

at birth I had the bad deal

and I tell them not to label me

because no matter what they say

I am the one looking into the mirror

so I know my own pain

and every day I see a girl that doesn't feel like me.

because as long as I don't see her

I think I'm very pretty

and as long as I don't look at my reflection

I see the me from inside

but as soon as I pass by a mindow

very little, that me starts to die

and I tell the reflected girl she is ugle

we cannot hide the truth.

look at your eyes and your hair

this is the outside you

so everyday I hate myself a little at a time

it all started with a few words

and a few names that weren't mine.