I rub off my makeup from the day
And look at the real me
It's the me that I don't let anyone see.
I wonder when this became normal,
When i learned that the real me
Isn't quite good enough
and really never will be.
I walk around in public
And see all of the beautiful girls
I'm surrounded by every day
I often have to remind myself
They are all wearing makeup too;
I cannot compare their made up faces
To my bare one.
That's when i begin to hate myself
I hate myself for only seeing the
Beauty on their exterior, when I know
There is so much more to people than that.
I hate myself for comparing myself to them,
I hate that it has become normal,
And i hate that it has become normal,
And i hate that every one else does it too.
The day we learn to look past each other's exteriors
Is the day that everyone else will too.
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
I rub off my makeup from the day
And look at the real me
It's the me that I don't let anyone see.
I wonder when this became normal,
When i learned that the real me
Isn't quite good enough
and really never will be.
I walk around in public
And see all of the beautiful girls
I'm surrounded by every day
I often have to remind myself
They are all wearing makeup too;
I cannot compare their made up faces
To my bare one.
That's when i begin to hate myself
I hate myself for only seeing the
Beauty on their exterior, when I know
There is so much more to people than that.
I hate myself for comparing myself to them,
I hate that it has become normal,
And i hate that it has become normal,
And i hate that every one else does it too.
The day we learn to look past each other's exteriors
Is the day that everyone else will too.
