I look myself into the mirror 

                                                                And see a monster

                                                             I think  God created  

                                                      No matter how much makeup

                                                         I put towards my face 

                                                          It doesn’t seem to work

                                                       My face is nothing but a mask 

                                                              Something to disguise 

                                                       Rather than accepting

                                                             I rather just hide 

                                                            I cry myself to sleep 

                                                         No wonder the negative

                                                      thoughts been creeping in 

                                                    I hear voices within myself

                                                   saying I could never be pretty enough 

                                                      No matter how much makeup

                                                         I put towards my face 

                                                          It doesn’t seem to work

                                                       My face is nothing but a mask 

                                                              Something to disguise 

                                                       Rather than accepting

                                                             I rather just hide 

                                                         But maybe this simple thing

                                                       Was part of growing up.