I don’t have the perfect set of teeth

I don’t control what I eat.

I have the worst hair ever

I don’t know how to make it all better.

I’m afraid to try.

I don’t know how to put the make up on

It’ll just make me look like a moron

I have the biggest feet ever

My shoes won’t fit so I stick to slippers.

It makes me sometimes want to cry.

I don’t wear fancy dresses

I’m fine though I look like a mess

I have the thickest brow ever

And I don’t know how to make it better.

I really want to try.

I don’t have the prettiest eyes ever

I’m the glasses kind of girl

I don’t even wear jewelries

It’ll just awaken my allergies

I don’t want to cry.

And you’re like Romeo, you’re everything that I know

And all that I can do is think of you.

You’re like Orlando Bloom, wearing his sweet perfume

How I wish to be with but I’m just here in my room

Because I can’t be with you because it’s me,

The town’s ugly Betty.