Confidence is something I seem to lack The weight of what others think sits there on my back, There’s nothing I can cling to to make it go away Mirrors are my worst enemy when I think I look okay.
My face becomes hot I think I’m going to cry Now I don’t want to be center of attention I think I’d rather die, Just think what they could be thinking or what they might say Rather than take the chance I think I’ll walk away.
I’d rather be by myself and just blend in with the crowd Times like this I keep my mouth shut, I’ll be noticed if I’m loud, I’ll just sit in my desk quietly until 2:30 Then I’ll race to my locker and it will just be me.
But I am the worst out of all the people who think I scan every compliment and analyse every wink, I don’t know why I let all the things get to me What happened to the beauty I used to see.
The beauty of what I was, no matter what anyone thought Now’s a faded memory all the positive I forgot, Now when I walk down the halls I glue my eyes to the floor And I try not to get stuck holding open the door.
I know it must seem sad how I torture myself But what others think first and myself on the shelf, I wish I had more confidence and didn’t care what others think Maybe then I wouldn’t consider myself the weakest link.
I wish people would think before they acted and wouldn’t break my chain If people could think about the outcome then I wouldn’t be in so much pain, I wouldn’t think about what I wear and that I stick out from the crowd I wouldn’t have to think twice if I wanted to be loud.
I could be as free as the sky above me & the sea below Than if I’d never think because I wouldn’t know, If you could support me and not criticize my style Maybe then I could return it with a smile.