i used to be beautiful

he used to think i was beautiful.
i was his world
and he was mine.
when did it all stop?
when did i become just another someone?

he used to think i was special,
i was worth it
and so was he.
why was i so easy to replace?
so easy to cast aside?

he used to love to hear my voice,
to touch my skin
and i loved him.
why wasn't i good enough?
what did i do wrong?

i used to be
b e a u t i f u l.
but not anymore
no, not anymore.