Ugly is…
Broken is…
Different is…
the new beautiful.

There are a lot of names that the world gave to me
Strange kid, loner, weakling, outsider, maverick
If trying to make yourself fit in is better than raw talent
If becoming an artificial flower is more beautiful
Then you do it – I’m a monster

So what if I limp, take a while and stop? (it’s ok)
So what if I fall behind of what I wanted? (it’s ok)
So what if I get lonely because I have a dream that won’t be applauded? (it’s ok)
You talk about me behind my back

What are you looking at?

* You’re not pitiful
The world’s standards are just too high
You are beautiful.
You don’t know me, you can’t see me
It doesn’t matter, I like you

** You are not strange
The world’s eyes are on too straight
It’s okay to be different, it’s okay to go crazy
Cuz we’re the new new new beautiful

The world points at me to conduct me
It’s not a penalty, it’s just an anomaly so why am I the only one with a ticket?
Just because you look carefully with a skewed eye doesn’t make you Picasso
I am me, you are you but everyone views me in a different color

So what if I’m skewed or a bit different or wrong? (it’s ok)
So what if I rub you the wrong way in your precious eyes? (it’s ok)
So what if I’m attracted to an unwelcome love? (it’s ok)
The Chinese character for beauty is “mi” as in me, not you

* Repeat

** Repeat

The me that you want
And the real me are so different
Come closer
I’m so beautiful.
The me that you want
And the real me are so different
Come closer
Look at me now!

We’re not wrong
We’re different because we don’t want the obvious answers
We are beautiful.
It’s okay to be different, it’s okay to go crazy
Cuz we’re the new new new beautiful.

Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful

Real is the new beautiful.