a soul to a mirror | May 13, 2025 (15:10) |

i don't wanna be anybody else.

i don't want to speak for everybody else.

i just wanna be a soul to a mirror.

if you doubt me, i've got nothing else.

been changing myself for years on edge.

i just wanna be a soul to a mirror.

a soul. a mirror.

"be cool", "be nice"

i started a cult.

"do this", "do that"

i've gone criminal. 

pink blush, pale flush

i'm not the one. 

good grades, bad friends

mixed signals.

low days, high face

under the hall.

i'm just that difficult.

everybody leaves

when i'm lifting esteems.

i'm taking pills of none,

making me not-so-fun.

when they're seeing me,

i'm disappearing and not feeling any of my limbs.

when i smile at you,

i'm suffocated by fakes.

i'm not being here, just an appearing slave.

i just wanna be a soul to a mirror.

i just wanna be a soul to a mirror!

when i'm being seen, i get anxiety

and my heart skips all possible beats.

when they talk to me, i hear my worth's bad bits,

and i wish i'm just pinned to the ground. 

i just wanna be, i just wanna be

i just wanna be gone.

i just wanna be, i just wanna be

i just wanna be fun.

all the heavens are not being looked up to,

and i'm worried that the reason is that'm already gone.

all my angels are just the unknowns,

not even one name sounds like a miracle.

and i worry that's why all the silence intensifies,

all because heaven came to lock me in. 

i just wanna be, i just wanna be

i just wanna be fun.

i just wanna be, i just wanna be

i just wanna be gone.