Dressed in black tights and denim shorts,

Dressed in skinny jeans and lace T-Shirts,

On this ground you see, a girl,

She is a beautiful, intelligent child,

But you do not realise that she has,

Nothing but self-confidence issues,

They say it is all self-concious,

Its all in your head,

Those stares, those thoughts,

Its paranoia,

Maybe not now,

But this time tomorrow,

She’ll be that beautiful child.