Untitled or You're Wonderful

I'm calling this one "Untitled" because there is not title at the top of the page.  I'd probably call it "You're Wonderful" now, though.

Untitled

Why are you so insecure?
When you know exactly what you're worth?
When you could have any girl?
Why do you shrug and think it's a lie?
When you are so happy?
Why do you think you're just ugly?
You're so beautiful to me.
You're wonderful.

(Sometime in 1996 or 1997.  I'm just not sure any more!)