I heard that you want me to wear make up,
Just like all the girls on the streets,
But that's not who I am,
Or who I want to be,
I don't don't wear those girly cloths,
Don't you see that there's more to me,
Why don't you open your eyes and ears,
Listen and look and you'll see,
They stare and laugh when I don't look,
You think I'm strong because I don't run,
But you don't see that I'm crying on the inside,
I am who I am I will not change,
Because there is beauty on the inside that you don't see,
I could change and be like all of the other girls,
But that's not who I am,
And I'll stay true to myself before anyone else,
Because th
NOTE: Don't bother following I don't use this account anymore.
To others grow up. Everyone starts somewhere and hating on their first attempts to conceptualize a character (no matter awful or how much of a mary sue) isn't going to make you art better.
I'm sorry that you have actually wasted you time just to hate on me.