I believe in bitter reality
The sting as poison seeps in eternally
When in actuality all it is me
Not knowing if I’m gonna be okay
Or maybe if I’ll last another day
With this terrible vision of hate for myself.

A thing that I can’t control, it eats
My love; at my happiness, it feasts
Fury pours from my very heart, frustration that I
Cannot control this little demon
That has squashed me like a fly

I could never admit this, the cause of my pain
Knowing at the time I had been so vain
Worrying and obsessing over others opinions.

Who gave them the right to judge me so cruelly?
To decide my appearance,
And what others think of me?
I can’t say I hate them for what they've done
Because in the end, I was the one
Who decided I could find myself
To be who I wanted to be.