sometimes i look in the mirror and I am forced to face my own eyes
deep eyes filled with such sorrowful lies
a face when in the dark has words like loser written across
and skin with so many reminders of all of life's exhaust
a neck that people remark as a giraffe
yet if its not the person's feelings, they get some laughs
a body that some say are the dream
but with each day's remarks getting harder to fulfill, it isnt as good as it seems
sometimes I feel people forget I am a human being
because if they knew, they would refrain from leaving
yet no matter what happens to me I always end up with much stronger expectations
i see other kids my age having fun while I am suffocating with obligations
sometimes i will sit and look at the sky for some sort of opportunity
but nothing is in the sky so i always lose my ambiguity
i want people to listen to what I have to say
instead of always trying to get me away
they say im not attached to my reality, but who would want to be?
when reality is nothing but a bunch of ropes that are to thick for you to be free
they call me forgetful, disoriented, or the use of dummy so often
but reality is too cruel to those and it gives no caution
so before you comment on my story or the things I do, think
because under this shield is a girl who was told she was distinct
but the world reminded this little girl she was nothing in this place
and can be easily be replaced
she learned her knowledge from the world
because in her mind she was still this amazing girl
and the words she had been told that she kept so dear
is that when you grow up, you no longer have any fears
those once small fears turned into worries
and now they bury her with no hurry
she wanted to make a change
but that change was made within her and that change has stuck with her like a plague
so now she is stuck and quite snappy
but this all was to make others happy
