Pretty

Sometimes I wish I was pretty

And sometimes I don’t

Would you think I’m pretty?

You probably won’t

But I have a good sense of humor

And I really like to laugh

And I really love poetry

But I really hate math

And I zone out sometimes

And I normally don’t make sense

And I’ll probably insult you

But please don’t take offense

I really like music

And I think we like the same kind

I’ll let you play it as loud as you want

I really won’t mind

I don’t like seafood

Or people who talk all day

And sometimes I’m really quiet

But I think that’s okay

Maybe I’m not pretty

I know I'm no work of art

But I think I'm pretty nice

And I have a nice heart

And it’s yours if you want it

It’s sitting there waiting for you

But you probably won’t take it

I guess I already knew

That you don’t want someone like me

Someone you would actually enjoy

Because I don’t have a pretty face

You’d rather just a toy

A pretty little doll

With a pretty little place

And she’ll stand in her pretty little spot

With her pretty little face

And you won’t love her

And she won’t love you

But that’s okay

Because you already knew

Happiness doesn’t matter

As long as she fits the role

But you’ll be empty

Just one big black hole

A hole that could easily be filled

By someone like me

But I’m not pretty

So you’ll never see

That not every pretty person

Has a pretty heart

But I could have told you that

Right from the start

And so I’ll go on loving poetry

And hating math

And I’ll zone out

And I’ll always laugh

And you’ll feel empty

With that girl in her place

But that’s okay

Because she has a pretty face.