Feb 2014
My broken eyes
they only see perfection or rejection
So far from perfect
that I never feel in love with my reflection.
All the things I've done
glaring at me
while I'm stuck
staring at me
in the mirror.
Oh, the countless times
my broken eyes
reject my name.
Another day
I stay inside.
*I hide
my face
for shame.
they only see perfection or rejection
So far from perfect
that I never feel in love with my reflection.
All the things I've done
glaring at me
while I'm stuck
staring at me
in the mirror.
Oh, the countless times
my broken eyes
reject my name.
Another day
I stay inside.
*I hide
my face
for shame.
this is how i feel today. this is how i feel most days. the way i look never changes, only the way i see myself. i dont know how to control it. but i wish i did.
