Within me there is I, within I there is her, she is me, i am her but who am i?
confused?
so am i, i m told I'm "me" but who is this "me" shes not the "me" i remember the me is remember is a little girl with no cares until the world came at her full speed and looked up and down and said to change.. change everything.

She was told to cake on makeup and buy worthless things to enhance her beauty she was told her nose wasn't "perfect" and that she should get surgery or that she was too fat.. in the end the strive leading to our demise called perfect turns into a blob of pretty new little parts all stitched together with lies..

Look At Me... Aren't I Pretty?