(Source: myjunioryeardreams)
“I stretch myself across the world
Pushing my limits
For your entertainment and
You had the nerve
To call out my weaknesses and
drag me through the dirt
I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?
Ooh
I’m staring in the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate”
But maybe there is beauty
in the
tumultuous chaos.
Who could ever know.