In Front of the Mirror

I’ve spent hours in front of the mirror

Trying to tell myself I’m beautiful

somebody do something get me out of here

cause i’m letting it rule my life as usual

all i want is to feel at home in my own skin

so i don’t have to think about fitting in

why should i care what they think of me

i only have to show them what i want them to see

 

you don’t know your words have an effect

on what i do and how i feel and if i stand tall

i try so hard to be perfect

but maybe that just isn’t possible

all i want is to feel at home in my skin

so i don’t have to think about fitting in

why should i care what they think of me

i only have to show them what i want them to see

I need to stop Staring at my reflection

it’s become an unhealthy obsession

I keep comparing myself to all of them

but after that what then

i wish i could stop struggling with this

i wish i could say i couldn’t care less

yeah so I’ll never be as pretty as she is

But who exactly am I trying to impress

all i want is to feel at home in my skin

so i don’t have to think about fitting in

why should i care what they think of me

i only have to show them what i want them to see

i’m going to be who i want to be