Am I Still Pretty?

Am I still pretty on the inside
after all the ugly I've done?
How can you still look me in the eyes
and promise me I'm the one?

I'm not sure if I am me anymore
but I know I'm not the same
and, yet, you're still chasing me
begging for me and calling my name.

I'm no longer pretty on the outside
with these ugly scars on my skin
so why do you keep telling me
I'm the same girl within?

Are you so desperate to believe
that people don't change?
Baby, I've fallen into the it of depression
and I've walked out cold and deranged.

I got help but there's only so much to be done
So, look me in the eyes now and tell me I'm the one.