Am I as ugly as people say?
When I look in the mirror, I think
Beauty does exist within me
Within same thinking, I believe
I am not good enough to be loved
Then I tell myself
I still deserve love
And nothing you say will make me believe
That I am worthless, terrible person
So be sure, I will remind myself
There is beauty inside me, it matters
I am just lying to myself
I hate myself in every single way
By the end of the whole thinking
I am very beautiful
So do not tell me how ugly I am.