I know this girl who is beautiful.
She smiles at everyone and listens when it's not her problem.
She doesn't care what people say about her.
She tells day after day how she still prays for her mother.
No. She's not the prettiest girl in the world.
No. She doesn't perfect blonde hair.
No. She never lies about how she really feels.
I know this boy who is beautiful.
That boy goes home just to take care of a little sister.
That boy cooks dinner for the family 'cause no one else has the time.
That boy keeps up with his school work daily.
Yeah, he's got some acne and wears glasses.
Yeah, he's not the "coolest" kid around.
Yeah, he's got his flaws, but who are you to judge him?
I know that beauty is inside and out.
If everybody else knows, then why don't they care?
Why do they call people fat?
Why do they call people ugly?
Why does it matter someone's race is?
Why does it matter someone's sexuality is?
Who are they to judge us?
To Judge me?
Your best friend?
Just don't ever forget:
Beauty is inside and out.