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hushed lullabies tonight sing the world to sleep

I cover my ears, I don't want to hear secrets they keep

I lay out the stop sign but the voices can't read

and I'm yelling and screaming but don't get what I need

bloodstained sheets tearstained pillows what does it mean

and I've tried closing my eyes but my life isn't a dream

I've tried to pretend that the pain isn't real anymore

but I choked on my lie and I'm where I was before



I'm not pretty, I'm not ravishly beautiful

I'm not pretty, I'm not anything wonderful

I look in the mirror one last time and then I just stare

I try to turn away but when I look back I'm still there

I'm not pretty like I always wish

I'm not pretty but then again who is



happiness is meant for everyone else but not for someone like me

cause I'm trapped in darkness and beauty is something I can not see

and I've died inside so many times but never got used to the feeling

and though every time I was brought back to life there was never healing

I would run away from the pain but I can't run that fast

by now I know that even if I did the pain would always last

I can't escape, I'm trapped behind these bars, held back by chains

and this poison from life won't stop running through all of my viens



I'm not pretty, I'm not ravishly beautiful

I'm not pretty, I'm not anything wonderful

I could blame it on the mirror but I know it's just me

I am just nothing to no one, I want out of my body

I'm not pretty and I'll never find any bliss

I'm not pretty but then again who is



I skydive off of my dreams I once held so close to me every single day

I built my dreams from sandcastles but the waves washed them away

so I'm left with nothing but sand that runs through my fingers and toes

I'm so empty inside of my heart but no one around me really knows

they just think it's a game that is fun to play but don't realize

that they could read what I feel if they look deep inside my eyes



I'm not pretty, I'm not ravishly beautiful

I'm not pretty, I'm not anything wonderful

I look in the mirror every morning and hate who I see

because the person I am looking at is my worst enemy

I'm not pretty and I'm someone no one would miss

I'm not pretty but then again who is