Jealousy
Jealousy is a disease,
Eating away all uniqueness;
Distorting the beautiful image starring back.
The girl in the mirror tells you to hate yourself;
Hate your hair, hate your weight,
Hate everything that makes you, you.
Whatever is left of your originality has been crushed,
Lights seem to shine upon those considered perfect;
While the lights in your eyes, heart and mind dim.
Until one day, when someone comes along,
Someone who rebuilds the pieces of your broken heart;
Who loves your hair, your weight and loves everything about you.
All the years of jealousy,
Hatred against your individuality and difference,
Finally a light has been shown upon you to shine in your own perfection.Jealousy is a disease,
Eating away all uniqueness;
Distorting the beautiful image starring back.
The girl in the mirror tells you to hate yourself;
Hate your hair, hate your weight,
Hate everything that makes you, you.
Whatever is left of your originality has been crushed,
Lights seem to shine upon those considered perfect;
While the lights in your eyes, heart and mind dim.
Until one day, when someone comes along,
Someone who rebuilds the pieces of your broken heart;
Who loves your hair, your weight and loves everything about you.
All the years of jealousy,
Hatred against your individuality and difference,
Finally a light has been shown upon you to shine in your own perfection.
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