Woke up with a war in my head,
Fighting the mirror 'til everything’s red.
I pull at my skin like it's something to fix,
But nothing I do ever seems to stick.
Grades slipping like sand through my hands,
Chasing perfection that I can’t withstand.
They say “You’ve got time,” but it feels like a lie,
I’m drowning in pressure, I don’t even try.
I hate what I see and I hate who I am,
A tangled-up mess that they’ll never understand.
Lost in the static, I’m breaking apart,
Cracks in the mirror, scars on my heart.
They tell me to smile like I should be fine,
But I'm tangled in thorns on a delicate vine.
I hate being me, hate being her,
Lost in a world that feels like a blur.
Can’t figure out life when I’m failing at me,
Can’t be who they want or who I wanna be.
Everything’s heavy, it’s crushing my chest,
I can’t catch a breath, I can’t get any rest.
I hate what I see and I hate who I am,
A tangled-up mess that they’ll never understand.
Lost in the static, I’m breaking apart,
Cracks in the mirror, scars on my heart.
Maybe I’m hopeless or maybe I’m weak,
Maybe I’m lost in the words I can’t speak.
Maybe I’m trapped in a life I can’t mold,
Maybe I’m young but I feel so **** old.
I hate what I see and I hate who I am,
A tangled-up mess that they’ll never understand.
Lost in the static, I’m breaking apart,
Cracks in the mirror, scars on my heart.