I stand up and look
I stare and I fall
I stare and I fall
I'm just an empty feeling
Just an empty feeling
Lay and stare at the ceiling
Just lay and stare at the ceiling
Close my eyes
Bite my lip
Take a breath
Make a wish
This is what it's like
To not be enough
I'll never be enough
I'll never be too little
Eyes wandering rooms
And streets and places
Forever paranoid
I breath paranoia
If I can't be pretty
I'll never be pretty
Does the mirror lie
Do the people lie
How much is enough
How little
How far
You ask when I'll be happy
You beg
You beg
Not happy
Satisfaction
Distraction
It's hard
I love the way they are
I love the way I'm not
I love the way they care
Take advantage
I love the eyes
I love concern
I lap it up
I cry at night
Starvation
Creation
I'm postive
You're negative
You
It makes no sense to you
Not that clear
Not too clear for me
It's me
A secret obsession
A secret devotion
And I'm begging
Begging for them to let me be
One day I'll be perfect
Satisfactory
Mirror mirror on the wall
I bare to look
I stare and I fall