Your Own Kind of Beautiful
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Authetic? What is that?
This idea of being truly me...
Often pretending to be like someone else,
And being judged by what they see.
Why make rules and standards?
Why set the bar so high?
To an unattainable image of beauty,
Harder to reach than it is to fly.
Who really needs that makeup?
And who always looks their best?
Why don't we care about character,
Instead of dressing to impress?
So let me tell you who I am
When you take a look at me.
I'm just a regular girl in blue jeans
Whose dying to be set free.
Free from all those standards,
And those pictures of perfection.
Free to be my authentic self,
And to love my own reflection.
The person I don't see in the mirror
That's who I want to be.
I want to be a beautiful person
But that starts inside of me.
When you smile and you laugh,
And you put the filters down,
Stop living for their affections
Stop fighting for some crown
Be your own kind of beautiful
Set your sights up high
To being a better person
Cause beauty starts inside.
Be happy with you
Whoever you may be
And remember that you're not alone
Cause there's people just like me.
Girls who don't wear makeup
Or fancy high heel shoes
People who are happy
Someone with nothing to prove.
Let them all look on in envy
Cause you're the beautiful one
When you're not fighting a wicked battle
That can never be won.
So when you turn my way
I hope this what you see
A girl in dirty blue jeans
Who is happy as can be.
I'm not living to a standard
I'm happy being me
Cause even in holy blue jeans
I'm completely free
You can a little bit crazy
And sometimes I get mad
I'm certainly not perfect,
But that's really not so bad.
I wear my dirty cowboy boots
Sometimes my old t-shirt
I feel prettiest in blue jeans
Covered in a little bit of dirt
Because if I am a little bit dirty
It means I'm being me
I am my own kind of beautiful
I'm happy and I'm free.