Pay No Attention to the Girl Behind the Mask

Pay no attention to the girl behind the mask.

There’s smoke in the mirror changing what I see.

I don’t know who I am or even who I want to be.

No matter how hard I try, I fear I’ll never be comfortable in my own skin.

For some reason it’s just hard for me to let people in.

I wish I could see myself from someone else’s point of view.

Or even just get a body that’s pretty and new.

I am a little shy and even insecure.

So pay no attention to the girl behind the mask.

I can’t promise that you’ll like what you see.

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