[Verse 1]
Some mornings I wake up and I don’t mind what I see,
Throw on a tight top, walk out like the world’s scared of me.
My scars don’t scream so loud, my stomach doesn’t feel too big,
I catch my reflection in a shop window and think, yeah, that’s me.
Then the next day hits like a fucking truck.
I stand in front of the mirror and pick myself apart for luck.
My jeans fit different, my face looks wrong,
And somehow overnight my confidence is gone.
[Chorus]
It’s mirror roulette, I never know who’s looking back.
A girl who’s doing fine or a girl about to crack.
One day I’m pretty, next day I’m hiding in my room,
Pulling at my clothes, wishing I could disappear into the gloom.
And everybody says, “You look fine,” like that fixes my head,
But they don’t hear the shit I tell myself before bed.
[Verse 2]
I know every angle, every flaw, every line.
I know how to suck it in and pretend that I’m fine.
Family gatherings, tight clothes, bright lights,
Wondering if everyone’s judging my body all night.
Then I see other girls and I hate that I compare,
Because they’re just existing and I’m trapped in this stare.
Counting every change like it’s something to fear,
Like my worth rises and falls every fucking year.
[Bridge]
The truth is I don’t always hate myself.
Sometimes I genuinely like what I see.
That’s what makes this harder.
Because tomorrow I might look the same
And somehow feel completely different.
I don’t want perfection.
I just want peace.
A day where my body is a body,
Not a problem I have to solve.
[Final Chorus]
It’s mirror roulette, spinning every single day,
Never knowing if my confidence will stay.
Some days I’m unstoppable, some days I shut down,
Staring at the floor because I can’t stand looking around.
No happy ending waiting, no lesson neatly tied,
Just a girl trying to survive the war inside.
And maybe tomorrow I’ll feel beautiful again—
Or maybe I’ll want to crawl into a hole and never be seen.
[Outro]
That’s the part nobody talks about.
How exhausting it is
To look exactly the same
And still feel like a different person every day.
Rin