• Who wants to look like them anyway?
    Too much make-up and too much booze
    Too much blonde hair and too little brains
    Too much to win and so little to lose
    A new boyfriend every night
    Slaps and drama and huge catfights
    Until the Unconventional Beauty steps in
    Her hair rainbow coloured, her face set in a grin
    Bows and ribbons adorn her hair
    She walks around without a care
    But nobody cares about her feelings
    The Unconventional Beauty cries
    Her whole life filled with secrets and lies
    No blonde hair and too darker eyes
    And the others point and laugh
    Who wants to look like them anyway?
    Heavy mascara and heavy hangovers
    Heavy eyes and heavy heads
    Too much to win and so little to lose
    A new boyfriend every night
    Slaps and drama and huge catfights
    Until the Unconventional Beauty steps in
    Black hair and a pale face
    Doesn’t fit in any place
    She walks around with the weight of the world
    But nobody cares about her feelings
    The Unconventional Beauty cries
    Her whole life filled with secrets and lies
    No blonde hair and too darker eyes
    And the others point and laugh
    Who wants to look like them anyway?
    Too skinny a body and too low-cut a top
    Too hard to stay away from the cops
    Too much to win and so little to lose
    A new boyfriend every night
    Slaps and drama and huge catfights
    Until the Unconventional Beauty steps in
    Her hair in a ponytail, her face looking grim
    Thick plastic specs hide her face
    She looks lost, out of place
    The others look at her in disgrace
    Tears roll down her cheeks
    Splashing the floor and creating leaks
    An ocean of tears falls from the sky
    And no one bothers to ask why
    The Unconventional Beauties sob still
    Their hair beautiful colours, their voices shrill
    Too many bullies and haters and fakes
    Helped flood the world with great lakes
    Nobody likes them and nobody cares
    They’ve made trouble and paid their fares
    Hell waits for nobody
    And so our story ends there
    The beautiful people without a care
    Turned out to be the ones despised
    They’re the ones with the secrets and lies
    The Unconventional Beauties made them see
    What a hurtful life they lead
    So I must be on my way, but I leave you one question
    One thought
    A wondering, really, I should say:
    Who wants to be like them anyway?