Wondering if I'll ever be perfect in your eyes

I try to stay strong enough to survive the pain

I feel on the inside, I feel so lost and hidden

while you stand so tall and confident,

I hide myself behind all the makeup and clothes

that define my stereotype, they aren't who I am

I  want to be free from feeling invisible

I am ready to break out of my shell and feel

beautiful in my own skin, forget about the stereotypes,

they aren't who I am

I am the real me


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