Thought I was precious
Thought I was a star
But turns out my dahlin I don't know who I are

It was societies fault
Everyone's but my own
But it don't seem that way
now that I'm grown

I can't seem to handle
This knife in my heart
Of not being talented
Enough for the part


I cannot believe
The things I have done
Can't look in the mirror
There's no place to run

I hate myself dearly
And my misery
I am disgusted by
This self pity

I lay on the floor
Wasting away
Waiting to be saved
Instead of saving the day