looking in the mirror,
I can see what I'm not.
I see what I don't have,
and not what I've got.
but she's so much skinner,
is something I say.
or she's really pretty,
and I'm not that way.
putting yourself down,
seems to be the way to go.
when I look in the mirror,
my imperfections they show.
constantly trying to be like somebody else,
like a doll that you buy right off the shelf.
skinny and pretty and perfect they seem,
looking like a supermodel seems to be the dream.
but to take a second look and see who you are,
beautiful in your own way, you are a star.