Through broken glasses
Through coloured glasses
I see you
That ugly side you fight to keep in
That side that makes you you
That side that if embraced could show you your light
But who wants boring ugly sides of you?
Even the 'I got your backs' tend to flinch at the thought of it
But you want it
'cause you embrace it every night
And let it soak wet your pillow
'cause you caged and want to be freed
So every time you look at yourself in the mirror and see the broken pieces
Remember I see you from the sidelines
©ressie
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