i stare at my reflection in the mirror,
why am i doing this to myself.
losing my mind on a tiny error
i nearly left the real me on the shelf.
why am i doing this to myself.
losing my mind on a tiny error
i nearly left the real me on the shelf.
seeing is decieving,
dreaming is blieving.
its ok not to be ok.
sometimes, its hard to follow your heart.
tears doesnt mean youre losing.
everybody's brusing,
just be true to who you are.
who you are- Jessie J Cornish
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