Braces is death

Beauty is Pain

They say that beauty is pain,
and what doesn't kill you makes you stronger,
well I don't think that's true.
I don't think that's true.
Beauty is foundation, concealer and mascara,
you are metal and elastic and plastic.
Sometimes you're colorful, which kind of helps,
but not very much,
because beauty is not pain.
beauty is foundation, concealer, and mascara.
You push and pull and whip my teeth into shape,
you make my gums bleed
You make my roots ache.
The only good thing about you is:
You give mom an excuse to by jell-o and pudding for me,
you make me appreciate my teeth.
My free teeth. Clean and delicious.
Braces, you make my breath bad.
You are pain, but you are not beauty.
beauty is foundation, concealer, and mascara.
What doesn't kill me does make me stronger,
but you don't make me stronger,
you make my teeth hurt,
and you make me not able to eat yummy crunchy foods.
You are ugly and a nuisance.
All adolescent children despise you.
Braces are not beauty.
I definitely don't think that's true.
I don't think that's true.