Body Insecurities

July 9, 2021

I'm just trying to ease my insecurities

Numbers are already makin' me wheeze

Amounts aren't amounting to nothing at all

It doesn't matter if it's summer

It doesn't matter if it's fall

I'm trying to ease my pain

Change the winner of this game

Make this one thing go my way

It's anyone but me

Living in my body has never been a dream

I'm not the one standing tall

I'm the one bound to fall

Am I wearing glasses or am I the only one who's not?

The world is a fruit bowl
And guess who's the apple?

She's wide and romantized

But she's my worst nightmare, dressed like a daydream

I'm getting shot by bullets constantly

And I just can't let them rain on me

Some girls feel like shooting stars

But we all know they're flaming

And burning

Vanishing rocks

Meteors and meteorites

Just like I'm wrong, there's always a right

And it gets tiring trying to put up fights

Why am I, I?

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