The voices
They lied
Sending those thoughts into my mind
In my heart I knew
They were not true
But when truth meets society's standards who wins
Do the words your parents told you as a kid
You're beautiful
Or the ringing
You're not good enough
Because I find the craving of perfection easier to believe
Than hey I'm awesome
I'm so amazing
Yeah well guess what a lot of parents tell their kids that
The school counselor in grade school told my mom
I seemed like a pretty self confident kid
Look at me now
I am a scarred teenager
Not because of the words
But because I believed them
And at the same time I didn't
I remembered them
Society's standards competed with what I already knew to be true
Now I have prescriptions and cut marks to prove
To prove that thoughts change
I was converted
To the religion of worse than worthless
To the profession of no one loves you
I was the carefree who turned out to obtain anxiety
The happy child who ironically
Now has depression
