Ugh. There goes my reflection again
This stupid mirror keeps reminding me who I am within
I want to change but this pain of the old me keeps coming again
I pick up this pen
Write down what I’m feeling
And right now I’m feeling
Like I am ugly and can’t fit in
I want to wear makeup everyday
So I won’t have to hear judgement
Yeah I reshape and bend
To make myself look pretty again
But can someone please remind me the definition of this word again?
Pretty hmm who I am within
What’s that?
I thought the only thing was in this glass
My other half
The only one I have to care about
Oh? My heart and soul? They’ll figure it out
No one ever asks about them
Everyone just asks what I can lend to them
What I can help them with.
What about me what if I needed
Help?
Sorry that’s just my mind again
I forgot I’m not supposed to speak my thoughts either
I’m sorry I’ll just sit here and listen
To all these words come at me I’m paper thin
Of course don’t cut yourself that’s a sin
Criticism
That’s all I take
I have it for days
Then I turn it back around and fix my face
One day
maybe I’ll know what it feels like
To look in the mirror
And love my face.
And my body and soul
But until then
I’ll just live in the cold.