The Fight

Every day, is a struggle.

I am at a constant battle. 

I look in the mirror, tears stream down my face.

Every day, is a struggle.

but I am trying to love me for who I am.

Once i find out who i am, i know ill be okay.

I will make it through the rain, I will push through the storm.

i'll stand strong in the wind and I won't let my looks break me in.

Society tells us we need to look a certain way.

Society gives us the image we dream for day to day.

Society causes us all our insecuries and pain.

Society is to blame.

But ill stand strong in the wind and I won't let my looks break me in.