Paper Thin Perfect

Pinching at the mirror glass

Turn to the side

Hold my breath

Do the math

Mom says "just a little less"

Friends joke light

But it lands in my chest

Pulled my pictures off the wall

Trading colors for their yes

Every compliment I get

Feels like rent I gotta pay on my own skin

I’m so tired of being paper-thin perfect

Folded into shapes that make you proud

Smiling like it doesn’t ever hurt

Yeah

But inside I can barely hear me now

I look like someone else

When did I lose myself?

I’m so tired of being paper-thin perfect

Counting every single bite

Scrolling bodies that all blur into one lie

Laugh when they say "you’re goals"

But I’m vanishing in filters and control

Dress up just to feel approved

Turn my hunger into proof

Every "pretty" that I chase

Takes another little piece of my own face

[low vocal register] If I stop pretending

Will you stay?

If I gain a little weight

Will you look away?

If I talk back when it cuts too deep

Will I still be yours if I choose me? [crescendo]

[hook] I choose me

I choose me

Even if you turn and leave

I choose me

I choose me

Over this cardboard make-believe

[whispered vocals] Not your paper-thin perfect

[full voice] I’m done being paper-thin perfect

I’m right here

Cracks and all

Imperfect

And I won’t be someone else just to be "worth it"