There is more to me than the eye can see,
More than pink hair and eyes of green.
This mask is only one part of me,
The only part I choose to be.
I try and try so hard to please,
But in the end, I'm on my knees.
I know in my heart I can never be
The best because it's just not me.
The boy to which I pledged my heart
Looked straight through me, right from the start.
He never gave me the time of day
I didn't deserve it anyway.
My teacher was a careless guy.
Whenever he saw us, he heaved a sigh.
His face he hid from our view,
His nose always buried in a book or two.
The blonde-haired boy on my team
Is so annoying, I want to scream.
Stupid pranks are his expertise.
I always laugh a little at least.
Have you ever been so sad inside,
Like you want to fall down and cry?
But you hid your pain with a cheery smile,
That fooled everyone for a little while.
Beauty queens and magazines,
What I adore and love it seems,
But no one knows the truth inside.
Here and now, I know how to hide.
Pretty pink locks that blow through the breeze,
Covering my cheeks when I drop to my knees.
Why does anyone bother with me?
I'm just a failure; that's all I'll be.
There is more to me than the eye can see,
More than pink hair and eyes of green.
This mask is only one part of me,
The only part I choose to be.