Feel the hurt inside of me,
Feel the pressure rise.
I look into the mirror,
Tears falling down my face.
I’m not the person I want to be,
Nothing but an image of disgrace.
I want to be the one,
You wish for me to be.
But it’s so hard to be that person,
When that’s not my personality.
You want so much,
I have so little.
I want to be the one YOU are,
But instead I’m the one I am.
Why am I different,
not the same as you?
Why does my face break out in tears,
And why am I filled with this disgrace?
Why is my life like this,
A tale of shame and hurt?
Those things I’ll never know,
Those things I need to forget.
I can’t be the person you want me to be,
I’m barely who I am.