keep asking for a pic
but the idea makes me sick
it's enough that i exist
oh but you insist
i'm trying to explain
why but in a way
where i don't have to say
what's actually the case
what's actually under my skin
as the dysmorphia sinks in
i'm inside myself again
and you just see your friend
you just want the easy
going person you think
i am but you haven't seen
both sides of my dichotomy