I look at my reflection
And see far from perfection
Im really really sorry
But it hurts to much to live by a written story
Id change for you if I could
From appearance to personality I would
I do everything you want me to do
But all I get in return is a I kinda like you
Im crying now wat a waste
Im hiding the tears that fall down my face
Every tear drop has its own story
And did I mention that im really sorry
So now as I look at my reflection
I dont see me, nor do I see perfection
