I feel like a wilted rose

Shriveled up and ugly

Dried up, torn to pieces

A mere shadow of beauty

I'm screaming at my reflection

At all of its mistakes and flaws

Yea, sure I have my reasons

Just never seem to have a cause

When everything is what it seems

As soon as the tears steam

My mascara runs deep

Ugliest beauty queen

She looks like the definition

Of perfection and happiness

I guess it’s all in perception

Cause underneath she is a mess

She calls me weak behind my back and ugly to my face

She sabotages my confidence

Yea, she’ll substitute love and kindness

For evil, hatred, and ignorance

But sometimes I see her cry

And yea, I think I know why

The minute her tears stream

Mascara running deep

She afraid to be the

Ugliest beauty queen

When I was I little girl

Terrified of the big bad world

My mamma said never be anything but yourself

But hell I’m someone else

Afraid to ask for help

I’m coming first place

Of the loser’s race…..

And soon as the tears stream

When everything is what it seems

My mascara runs deep

Ugliest beauty queens

Yea, as soon as the tears stream

When everything is what it seems

My mascara runs too deep

I’m the ugliest beauty queen

Ugliest beauty queen