Body Insecurities

Fri, 07/09/2021 - 02:48 -- dejaboo

I'm just trying to ease my insecuritiesNumbers are already makin' me wheeze Amounts aren't amounting to nothing at allIt doesn't matter if it's summerIt doesn't matter if it's fall I'm trying to ease my pain Change the winner of this gameMake this one thing go my way It's anyone but meLiving in my body has never been a dreamI'm not the one standing tallI'm the one bound to fall Am I wearing glasses or am I the only one who's not? The world is a fruit bowl 
And guess who's the apple?She's wide and romantized But she's my worst nightmare, dressed like a daydream I'm getting shot by bullets constantlyAnd I just can't let them rain on meSome girls feel like shooting starsBut we all know they're flamingAnd burningVanishing rocks Meteors and meteoritesJust like I'm wrong, there's always a rightAnd it gets tiring trying to put up fights Why am I, I?   

 

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