When you want me to be great,
You overanalyze everything I say.
You want everything for me,
So I suffocate every insecurity of mine,
Until I force a fake smile.
When you want me to be happy everyday,
I feel numb and ashamed,
Of my skin, body and time,
But of my ****** up life.
You can't force me to grin,
When life has done nothing but,
Stab my skin repeatedly,
Ruthlessly and recklessly.
When you want me to be great,
Just look me in the eye and say,
You want me to be great in "your way",
Not the way that I will make for myself.
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 11:10 AM UTC
When you want me to be great,
You overanalyze everything I say.
You want everything for me,
So I suffocate every insecurity of mine,
Until I force a fake smile.
When you want me to be happy everyday,
I feel numb and ashamed,
Of my skin, body and time,
But of my ****** up life.
You can't force me to grin,
When life has done nothing but,
Stab my skin repeatedly,
Ruthlessly and recklessly.
When you want me to be great,
Just look me in the eye and say,
You want me to be great in "your way",
Not the way that I will make for myself.
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