It’s easy for me to hate myself
When we live in a world where we only post when we smile
It’s easy for me to have my doubts
If I’ll ever be enough
When people seem to have it together now
And I cry
In the middle of the night
I wish I could be
Better all the time
I know you think
I am what you see
But there’s more to me
Then the girl in the photo
You like what you see
But do you really like me
Or do you just like the girl in the photo
She seems like fun
Laughing with everyone
They’re the key to her own distraction
It’s easy for me to overthink
Always trying to people please
Give too much it’s exhausting exhausting
It’s easy for me to have my doubts
If I’ll ever be enough
When I’m still trying to figure it out
And I cry
In the middle of the night
I wish I could be
Better all the time
I know you think
I am what you see
But there’s more to me
Then the girl in the photo
Outside the frame
I’m in pain
It easy to play the game where you act okay
And I cry
In the middle of the night
I wish I could be
Better all the time
I know you think
I am what you see
But there’s more to me
Then the girl in the photo
