When I look in the mirror all I want to see,
Is nothing but plain old me.
When I raise my eyes I see a stranger,
My hear beats fast as if there were danger.
Should I pull from my eyes the hair?
My hands shake, do I dare?
Who’s eyes are those?
Almost as strange as those toes.
I’m buried deep inside,
Almost as if I died.
What would it take to make me alive?
In the cool deep water I could dive.
To wash away all the fake,
And raise the social stake.
What if they don’t like who I am?
And block me out just like a dam.
I don’t know if I could bear,
Then I think, why do I even care?
No one tells the waves what to do in the sea,
So why should they tell me?
I will step into my own,
Even if I do it alone.