Autocorrect

They do not think I'm pretty Just another imperfection They tell me to change To live by their correction Their correction. They think my nose is big Contour is their suggestion A bigger hole to dig To live by their correction Their correction They find more insecurities More than I knew I had They think that I'd look better covered by a paper bag They think their words are right They think it makes me strong Until my eyes get red Not knowing that they're wrong They make me feel so stupid They make me feel so weak They shake me till the hot tears start to stream right down my cheeks. They think their words don't hurt They hurt more than they think All of them don't care Till I bleed out in the sink But its all okay Their words are clear projection Change is all I need to do to finally reach perfection Their correction