Footprints in the sand
Marks on wet land
Washed away by the sea
Under the shade of a tree

Hands in my hair
Wondering who will care
That I tried to look good
Probably harder than I should

There's a mask on my face
Which was put into place
All because of you
That's only half true

I look in the mirror today
Ugly is too hard to say
Can't speak it out loud
Can't utter it in a crowd

I say it laying in bed
Continuously in my head
It'd be fine if it wasn't true
Change comes through you

I'm not perfect
Don't expect me to be
Let me take off the mask
And let me breathe
We can't be perfect.