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Flawed
Flawed
There is something wrong with me
Always chosen last
Too sensitive, not attractive enough
Not funny, not fast.
There is something wrong with me
I talk too loud, can't quiet down
I'm too stubborn or too weak
I lack confidence or I'm too proud.
There is something wrong with me
I can never seem to put my finger on
I'm told I'm too apologetic
And then accused of 'never being wrong.'
There is something wrong with me
I'm not worth being good friends with
I'm not worth listening to
And no shoe ever seems to fit.
There is something wrong with me
I can't ever do things right
I can never be who I ought to be
And there is no fix in sight.
I can never seem to change who I am
To be who people need me to be
I am completely flawed inside and out
There is something wrong with me.
There is something wrong with me
Always chosen last
Too sensitive, not attractive enough
Not funny, not fast.
There is something wrong with me
I talk too loud, can't quiet down
I'm too stubborn or too weak
I lack confidence or I'm too proud.
There is something wrong with me
I can never seem to put my finger on
I'm told I'm too apologetic
And then accused of 'never being wrong.'
There is something wrong with me
I'm not worth being good friends with
I'm not worth listening to
And no shoe ever seems to fit.
There is something wrong with me
I can't ever do things right
I can never be who I ought to be
And there is no fix in sight.
I can never seem to change who I am
To be who people need me to be
I am completely flawed inside and out
There is something wrong with me.
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