Taking every little thing
Every little thing
Finding every little sign to prove to myself
That she doesn't like me
Because I don't like myself and
I think I'm not worthy enough to be liked
Because
Look at my flaws
Look at my weaknesses
Look at my ugly face when I'm crying
And when I'm not
Look at this bulge of a stomach
Look at these blemishes on my face
Look at everything about me
Inside and out
Why would she like someone
Like me? Why would she
I get depressed over the smallest of things
I get depressed over the tiniest
Of signs
Are they even signs? Or
Are they all in my head
It's
All
In
My
Head
