Pretty is in the eye of the beholder.
Beauty is in the soul. You can’t see it, but you know it when you feel it.
Why don’t you like me, why don’t you like me without making me try?...
I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be violet sky, I could be hurtful, I could be purple, I could be anything you like.
Gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more..
that I would be good even if I lost sanity
that I would be good
whether with or without you
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