They Called Me Beautiful

Some sort of celebration was goin' on, Just opened the door and inside I had gone, As I was called, without intimating the same, I didn't come simply for this hectic game, Initially they didn't recognize me, by my face, They didn't care for my lovely horrible pace, I didn't opened my mouth, till they asked, Reason my sweat? ' Under the sun I basked, ' I was simply smart they called me beautiful, With the simplicity of my attire, dutiful, Said, " I have not come for praise of a King, I am neither a gem nor a coterie to sing, " My arrival here to preserve myself in History That's the reason you understood me, a mystery