Secrets to My Flawless: The Real Flaw
Secrets to my Flawless: The Real Flaw
Goddess, Gorgeous
Unique Queen
They are wondering why I’m flawless
Why I’m looking clean
Let me tell you this
The most pretty?
Nah. Nah.
It’s inner beauty
Stunning in the mirror like
“Oh. my. Gah!”
While I’m looking clean
Neither am I better than you by any means
But I carry myself in a way
That doesn’t conform to the comparison game,
straight greed
Here’s the Real Flaw
Vanity is a shattered mirror, tattered by broken portraits and fading pictures
It get clearer, and clearer, once hate has manifested its winner
the prize of fame, that pity game
it stays down in the basement of lies and shame
but let me tell you this, you dead and gone sinner
Love yourself, a love beginner
No one will love you because you’ve gotten thinner
Food is survival, enjoy your dinner
Wipe the war paint, gems hidden behind colors that taint
Because when it all fades, only you remain
Can you live with yourself then?
Let me reprimand
Can you live with yourself then?
Love yourself, you are your dearest friend.
I'm Flawless, period,
The End.