Reflection
Practicing perfection
Just makes me stare at my reflection
I don’t even know what direction my life is going in
Practicing perfection
Hating my reflection
How much longer will I feel this way in my skin?
Practicing perfection
Looking for a connection
Where is someone who will understand my open heart and crooked grin?
Wanting to fit it in
But knowing I’ll never be thin
Practicing perfection
Looking away from my reflection
Trying to begin
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