My face is full of metal, I know
It makes for such a fumbling show
But if you can see through this awkward mess,
As obvious as a twisted train wreck,
I know you'll see the beauty in me
The graceful creature that I can be
Tied down, weighed down by metal and lies
The real me wants to run and hide
I know I'm in here, somewhere deep
The harder I struggle, the more I sink
So for the moment I'll stay where I am
And maybe someday I'll feel like I can:
Be me
Feel seen
Feel whole
Be beautiful
