When I'm outside I see nature, beautiful flowers and trees.
I start to think of everything that's beautiful, and everything that's not, me.
I think how I am awkward, in the slightest little sense.
I think of all the mistakes I've made and how they've put me on the edge.
I wanted to think of me as different, something special, something more...
But all I see when I look in the mirror is something I am...I'm torn.
