Am I beautiful enough for you to take time to see
what's really inside of me
You can't judge a book by it's cover
That's the way it is with me



Look a little farther, under my skin
I have a soul that love and care can take in
Take time, for I am shy



Am I just a pretty picture that you have to see?
My popularity shouldn't matter
You should listen to my words, instead of ignore
Every word that I say expresses a little of me



I dream of a day that I could just say "are you listening?"
Am I nothing, or do I really mean something to you?



Are the words you are saying true?
Are my vissions for life blurry or clear?
What am I to you?