To this awkwardness
I stay true
Who's to be me
If I'm trying to be you?
Where does the line draw
And how can I step above and not across?
Can't look in the mirror
and see Ads
Can't model clothes that look just like overpriced bags
Can't be perfect
Can't be fake
Then again can't figure out just what it takes
To get up everyday
and feel worth fighting for
To feel that something in every way
I cling to this me
It's the only thing I can be