Sit in this room and I set up the mirror

Look in my eyes and I see all my fears

All of my flaws and these bottled up tears

And sadly I’ve done this for so many years

I don’t know why I’ve been doing this

Tried to be happy but never went through with it

I’m wasting my time on all of this stupid shit

I don’t know, I don’t know why I’ve been doing this

I don’t why I put myself through hell

like I don’t give a fuck about my mental health

I slap down the hands that are trying to help

Cuz all of my demons they know me too well

They get in my head and just pick at my mind

Until I see the flaws that are in my design

Got me so stressed that I’ll never unwind

Making me think that I’ll never be fine

Making me think I mean to nothing to no one

I’m broken, I’m frozen, my heart’s not in motion

I feel no emotion, than that of self loathing, and cuz of this bullshit my soul’s been eroding

Nothing can fix it, not one of these wishes, there’s no golden ticket, no

Not even riches while in this position, this cycle is vicious, oh

One minute I think that I’m prefect

The next i am thinking I’m worthless

Anxiety making me nervous like I should just quit cuz I ain’t got no purpose

Sit myself down right in front of this mirror and start picking myself apart

Broken down piece by piece then get to writing and put all shards in art

I hate that I shut myself off from the world and that I don’t let no one get close to me

I hate that when I meet a chick I don’t stay for long cuz I’m afraid she’ll start ghosting me

I hate that i’m jealous of people in love cuz it’s something I still haven’t found

I hate when around all my friends that I feel like I still don’t fit in with the crowd

I hate that when somebody tells me they love me I feel like they’re just spewing lies

I hate that I put on a smile each day but I feel like I’m dying inside

I hate I’m the person that pushes away all the people I actually care about

I hate I feel like I could disappear and no one would ever question my whereabouts

I hate I don’t ever call mom on the phone

I hate that i handle my shit all alone

I hate I feel weak when I’m asking for help

I hate that I feel like I’m stuck inside hell

I hate that I feel like my life is in ruin, I’m constantly losing, don’t know where i’m moving

I hate that I trash all my music, but maybe it’s just because I’m a flawed human

Outro:

I’m flawed, I’m flawed, I’m flawed, yeah

I’m a flawed human, I’m a flawed human, yeah

x2

I’m not perfect, but I’m worth it, no longer feel worthless, yeah

Oh

I’m flawed, I’m flawed, I’m flawed

Yeah yeah yeah

x2

Yeah