What more do I have to do?
What more do I have to be?
Why cant I just be me?
Perfect; in my imperfect skin.
Climbing as I fall
Finding it hard to break free.
Slip the hold of the blinding lies.
Not enough or way to much,
whispered in my mind.
Feel the balance shift.
to a stranger, inside.
Nothing at all.
Insecurities suffocate.
A plea..."please save me"
Unheard, ignored, cuts to the core.
Why cant I just be me.
Perfect; in my imperfect skin.
What more do I have to be?
Why cant I just be me?
Perfect; in my imperfect skin.
Climbing as I fall
Finding it hard to break free.
Slip the hold of the blinding lies.
Not enough or way to much,
whispered in my mind.
Feel the balance shift.
to a stranger, inside.
Nothing at all.
Insecurities suffocate.
A plea..."please save me"
Unheard, ignored, cuts to the core.
Why cant I just be me.
Perfect; in my imperfect skin.
