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Phonominally Me
PRETTY PEOPLE TRY TO COME AND PUT ME DOWN
THEY LAUGH AND PICK BECAUSE THEY THRIVE OFF MY FROWN
THEY CANT HELP BUT WONDER WHY GOD BLESSES ME
THEY TRY TO MAKE ME FEEL BAD BY SAYING IM NOTHING
IT'S NOT SUPPOSTO HURT BUT SOMETIMES IT KILLS
MY HEART STARTS TO ACHE AND IT'S ONLY PAIN THAT I FEEL
THE WORST THING I CAN DO IS LET THEM SEE ME DOWN
THEN THEY HAVE ONE AND ALL MY WEEKNESSES ARE FOUND
SOMETIMES THEY EVEN WONDER WHY IM ALLOWED TO BE LOVED
TO THEM IM SKINNY,BEAUTYFUL,NOPE NONE OF THE ABOVE
I WISH I COULD MAKE THEM END THIR FOOLISH LITTLE GAMES
CALLING ME THIS AND THAT ALL SORTS OF PEIRCEING NAMES
I START TO COME TO SORTS WITH MYSELF AND NOW I REALLY KNOW
IT ISNT MY HAIR OR MY CLOTH IT ISNT THE FUNNY CURVE OF MY NOSE
IT ISNT THE THE GRACEFUL SHAPE OF MY FEET
BUT IT IS ME PHONOMINALLY JUST ME!
