They said I was strange I noticed that my eyes and hair weren't the same I asked my parents if I was OK They said you're more beautiful And that's the way they show that they wish That they had your smile So my confidence was up for a while I got real comfortable with my own style I knew that they were only jealous coz People are all the same And we only get judged by what we do Personality reflects name And if I'm ugly then So are you