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Who's that in the mirror I'm not who I used to be I can feel my ribs Bear the bones For all to see I don't feel alive I don't feel okay. I've sat here counting silence For all the words I couldn't say Everything I am Comes back up Spills outta me My dignity. My dignity. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty. Who's that in the mirror I don't know anymore I look in disgust Run the water And close the door. I don't feel wanted I don't have a care I've spent all my time trying to find A hope that isn't there Everything I am Comes back up Spills outta me My dignity. My dignity. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty. I hope they won't see me Like I seem to see me I hope they see me The way I want me to be. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Mirrors
Who's that in the mirror I'm not who I used to be I can feel my ribs Bear the bones For all to see I don't feel alive I don't feel okay. I've sat here counting silence For all the words I couldn't say Everything I am Comes back up Spills outta me My dignity. My dignity. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty. Who's that in the mirror I don't know anymore I look in disgust Run the water And close the door. I don't feel wanted I don't have a care I've spent all my time trying to find A hope that isn't there Everything I am Comes back up Spills outta me My dignity. My dignity. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty. I hope they won't see me Like I seem to see me I hope they see me The way I want me to be. I don't want to be me I want to be pretty.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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