I can't stand to even look at myself in the mirror
I hate what the reflection is
the reflection that I see
It's just an empty body
Used for the remains of who I used to be
A girl
With a scattered mind,
A broken heart,
An unstable way of thinking

I truly hate what I've become,
I truly hate the things that I've done
All the excuses I've made
How I've exaggerated my pride
Into something unreal
A huge web of lies

I'm sick of parading my ignorance around town
I act like I know everything
It's because my heart's ripping
I'm trying way too hard just to be something

A label
A genre
A group
Anything that can confirm my worth