The whispers from within the crowded halls
They giggle as they stop and stare
You start to cry as silence falls
They judge your body, skin and hair

They all ignore the true you
The beauty standing before me
You're beautiful through and through
I want them to see what I see

Your incredibly unique eyes
Whether dark or truly bright
Your hair is also quite a prize
Possibly gold or dark like the night

Your skin and smile are sweet
Don't listen to any fool
If your frame is strong or petite
You are truly beautiful