Alone in my room, everything seems fine,
I feel free, everything feels inline.
I love me, I love how I look in the mirror,
But when I walk out the door, my confidence is dimmer.
Suddenly I look around, and the people are staring,
What are they looking at? Was my outfit too daring?
It sucks because it's like, why do I care?
I'm not here to please them, so what if there's something in my hair?
It should be about what's inside, I know this, so why do I wanna hide?
When did my insecurities get this bad?
I'm not even okay to go out anymore,
I've lost my way and that's so sad.
I'm beautiful, I know I am,
So how come I feel like a ham?
God, please make the voices in me head be quiet,
Because right now they sound like a riot.
I want to be free and make friends,
Not hide and shake until the night ends.
I am beautiful, because I am made by you,
Please help me remember that, help me know it's true.