I bottled all my tears to save for rainy days

I put my bad thoughts in a box and sent it into space


I framed all my smiles and kept them on display

I bagged up all my feelings and threw them all away


I gathered up my hopes and dreams and stored them underground

I grabbed my loud opinions and turned off all their sound


I washed my personality until it sparkled gold

I rewired my brain to do what it is told


I sold all my happiness and traded it for yours

I stitched my lips together to avoid the verbal wars


I rearranged my face and made it pleasing to the eye

I trained my vocal chords to never say goodbye


I polished all my manners to get rid of every scuff

I changed my entire being and still I’m not enough


Still they measured every inch, the skin, the fat, the teeth

Never bothering to search for what lies underneath


So I buy back all my happiness and keep my many scars

And vow to free my feelings from behind these iron bars


For even though they judge and hate, all I will ever see

Is perfectly imperfect, flawed and flawless me

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