I finally feel comfortable in my own skin
I don't need makeup to feel pretty
I don't hate my body
I love the way my clothes fit, not matter what they say
But you always hate on me
For loving my body, and feeling like me
You say I'm supposed to express myself, but you limit the creativity
"You shouldn't care what others say"
But you shame me for my style
A paradox isn't the key
To living a happy life
You scream in my face that I'm a bitch and a motherfucker
Because you're jealous of my angelic personality
Personally, I think you hate how much you love me
You can throw my clothes away, since you paid for those
But you can't throw away my confidence and resilience
I finally feel comfortable in my own skin
I don't need makeup to feel pretty
I don't hate my body
I love the way my clothes fit, not matter what you say
Why can't you love me for me?
You hate my chosen family
But they accept me and praise me
They are proud of my accomplishment
All you do is scream that I'm stupid for getting a B
A 92 or above in all honors or AP is crazy, but you don't care
You can say I'm ungrateful, and that I have everything I need
But I need a loving family who doesn't hate the me they can't see
I finally feel comfortable in my own skin
I don't care what you think about me
I love myself and others who love me for me