Look in the mirror,
and all I see
is a girl I don't want to be.
What happened to my soul,
who was I before?
She was washed away
by your harsh words.
I realized I wasn't good enough,
not for you.
And I thought
that meant I wasn't good enough
for the world.
I let myself go.
I stopped caring about who I was
or what I looked like.
And now I just wish I could go back,
rewind the last two years
and teach you that I was good enough -
am good enough.
And that you just couldn't see it.
But you won,
and it will take me a long time
to find the girl I used to be,
the girl I want to be.
Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 5:34 PM UTC
Look in the mirror,
and all I see
is a girl I don't want to be.
What happened to my soul,
who was I before?
She was washed away
by your harsh words.
I realized I wasn't good enough,
not for you.
And I thought
that meant I wasn't good enough
for the world.
I let myself go.
I stopped caring about who I was
or what I looked like.
And now I just wish I could go back,
rewind the last two years
and teach you that I was good enough -
am good enough.
And that you just couldn't see it.
But you won,
and it will take me a long time
to find the girl I used to be,
the girl I want to be.
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