I want to cry, I want to hide
I want to be where I’m alone
Where no one can hurt me
The media, the TV, they tell and show you things of what beauty should be
And I am a fool enough to believe them
I am blinded
I do not see myself.
I try to fit in but I just can’t
Or maybe I never wanted to
But it hurts when you try to stand up for yourself
While their boots of shaming are keeping you to the ground.
So I wish for days of alone time
With no one to tell me I’m not worth it
I try and heal the scars before they start creating new one’s again.