I used to care so much about what others think about. I almost didn't have a thought of my own. The slightest remark would make me embark on a journey of self doubt. But that was a while ago. This girl has got stronger. And if I knew then what I know now. I would have told myself. Don't worry any longer. It's ok. 'Cause a face without freckles is like a sky without the stars. Why waste a second not loving who you are. Those little imperfections make you. Beautiful lovable valuable. They show your personality inside your heart. Reflecting who you are. I wonder if I could trade my body with somebody else at magazines. Would the whole world fall at my feet. I felt unworthy. And would blame my failures on the ugliness I could see. When the mirror looked at me. Sometimes I still feel like a little girl. Who doesn't belong in her own world. But I'm getting better. I'm reminding myself. That a face without freckles is like a sky without the stars. Why waste a second not loving who you are. Those little imperfections make you. Beautiful lovable valuable. They show your personality inside your heart. Reflecting who you are. Who you are. Reflecting who you are. Reflecting who you are. 'Cause a face without freckles is like the sky without the stars. Why waste a second not loving who you are. Those little imperfections make you. Beautiful lovable valueable. They show your personality inside your heart. Reflecting who you are. Reflecting who you are. Reflecting who you are. Reflecting who you are. Reflecting who you are