Letter To My 13 Year Old Self

Don't you worry 'bout your curly hair Clothes that don't quite fit you anywhere Voices echo in the gym Another girl's had her first kiss Please don't think too much of it, darling I'm so sorry that they pick you last Try to say your foreign name and laugh I know that you feel loud, so different from the crowd Of big blue eyes, and long blonde hair, and boys that stare But, baby, know that You'll grow up And grow so tough and charm them Write your story, fall in love a little too The things you thought you'd never do I wish I could go back and give her a squeeze Myself at thirteen And just let her know, know that she's beautiful Keep on going with your silly dream Life is prettier than it may seem One day, you'll be up on stage Little girls will scream your name The days of tears and failure fears And no one cares Will all make sense, 'cause You'll grow up And grow so confident, and Write your story, fall in love a little too The things you thought you'd never do I wish I could go back and give her a squeeze Myself at thirteen And just let her know, know that she's beautiful Ooh --- Letter To My 13 Year Old Self - Laufey