thinking, "Who am I?"
notice all my flaws
just wondering, "Why?"
wishing to be cooler
to be like everyone else
not realizing it is better
to simply be myself
caught up in perfection
even though that isn't right
wishing and daydreaming
but can't ever put up a fight
stuck in a cruel world
full of judgement and hate
need to save myself now
before it is too late
stare at my reflection
at my imperfect face
stare at my reflection
at my extra weight
stare at my reflection
at my near blind eyes
stare at my reflection
at my crooked teeth, oh my
stare deeper and deeper
lost in the imperfect image
stare deeper, deeper, deeper.
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