Imperfect Me
I try too hard to fit in
When I'm born to stand-out
I'm not comfortable in my own skin
My mind is in doubt
I wish I was invisible
Or that my love was blind
My emotions are visible
They're what I hide behind
It's hard to speak my mind
Because I know who I'm pretending to be
Maybe it's time to leave behind
The mask that's hiding me
My act only works on an crowd
And it's time for me to reveal
So I'll take off my mask and be proud
The real me, imperfect, and surreal
why is it hard to start your car in winters......
15 years ago
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