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Flaws
The woman in the mirror is hard to look at.
So many imperfections.
Flaws.
So many corrections to make,
Can’t seem to fix them all.
I feel like I’m going crazy.
Thinking that maybe
If I were different,
Love would be unconditionally given.
I feel like I’m dying
Instead of living.
I try to smile,
But the tears always fall.
I try to be right,
But I’m always wrong.
I try to fit in,
But I don’t belong.
Other people see what’s good in me.
I don’t always see it,
But He never sees it.
Negativity
It’s drowning me.
Suppressing my inner beauty.
I’ve got to dig deep
To find the love trapped within.
I must never look to others
If I’m ever gonna win.
It’s time to look in the mirror
And love the reflection I’m in.
Flaws and all.
So many imperfections.
Flaws.
So many corrections to make,
Can’t seem to fix them all.
I feel like I’m going crazy.
Thinking that maybe
If I were different,
Love would be unconditionally given.
I feel like I’m dying
Instead of living.
I try to smile,
But the tears always fall.
I try to be right,
But I’m always wrong.
I try to fit in,
But I don’t belong.
Other people see what’s good in me.
I don’t always see it,
But He never sees it.
Negativity
It’s drowning me.
Suppressing my inner beauty.
I’ve got to dig deep
To find the love trapped within.
I must never look to others
If I’m ever gonna win.
It’s time to look in the mirror
And love the reflection I’m in.
Flaws and all.
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