Looking for the inner me
In the mirror my outer appearance is all I see
I poke and prod
At my lips , at my nose, at the crease lines of my cheesy smile
Always searching for something to improve apon
Vanity and self reclamation is all I’ve ever known
Being ulgy growing up shaped me into what I have always wanted to become
Beautiful but it comes at a price
It sucks cause I always wanted to look the best
I was jealous of all the other boys in my highschool who looked better then me
Attracted more girls
Was a influential figure on their sports team
Won homecoming king
Why can’t that be me?
I was alway so over critical of myself from such a young age
Comparison issues put me in an early self deprecating grave
Over self- analyzation was my biggest enemy and my best friend
2 peas in a pod untill the end
As I’ve grown up I’ve tried changing my form so many countless times
Changed my hair color through so many tires I couldn’t even count them on my finger tips
Got my face pierced in every which way
From my nose to my ears to my cheek bones
Wore make up to hide my outward insecurities
Wore new clothes to cover up my low self esteem
I didn’t like who I was when I was younger
Even though I’ve grown and changed in some ways I feel the exact same
Not worthy, not beautiful enough to attract the wandering eye
That’s why I dress myself up in my ego, to show my outward pride
My outer vanity plainly in sight
No one can hurt me if they can’t see the real me
It’s all an illusion, it’s all an act
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