Have you ever just stood there looking into space wondering why its not you who has the pretty face people say your ugly and just dont belong but they cant tell you who to do be your face is not right or wrong your pretty in your own way its not them who makes your day be happy for who you are your pretty within your heart and soul you have happy self control you only get once chance at life you happiness has no price stay the way you are no body can tell you who to be.

(hello people i am more happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)