CHRiSM

Is the glass half full or half empty?
Why was this question so hard?
I try to make it all seem happy
But I just can’t fake it, it’s just too hard…

I’m not entirely ready
To let myself fall in love
Everyone else seems so steady
But I’m inconsistent, I’m way too harsh

All these comparisons, all these addictions-
To what the people have and what I’m missing
I can’t focus the vision…

Why is beauty out of reach for me?
It’s as if I’m the only one left incomplete
I can find the whole picture in everyone else
But I just can’t seem to find me
How can I find the missing puzzle piece?
To become who I want to be-
To become who I need to be-
To be loved

Scrolling through the feeds of so many
I see the prettiest of stars
But in a galaxy of plenty
I feel unnoticed, I feel so small

I try to navigate this fxxxed up system
How'd you expect me to feel like I’m worth it
When the average is perfect?

Why is beauty out of reach for me?
It’s as if I’m the only one left incomplete
I can find the whole picture in everyone else
But I just can’t seem to find me
How can I find the missing puzzle piece?
To become who I want to be-
To become who I need to be-
To be loved

God took his time building everyone else
But when it was my turn I fumbled and fell
All I can say is what the hell…

I picked up the pieces and tried to fix something
But like humpty dumpty, I couldn’t do nothing
And I stood there broken…

Why is beauty out of reach for me?
It’s as if I’m the only one left incomplete
I can find the whole picture in everyone else
But I just can’t seem to find me
How can I find the missing puzzle piece?
To become who I want to be-
To become who I need to be-
To be loved