Through the Glass

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever,
When no one ever tells you that
Forever feels like home, sitting there alone
Inside your head…

It’s funny how often lately I’ve looked in the mirror and couldn’t figure out who was looking back at me. I don’t recognize myself anymore. I’ve never really been happy with how I looked, but I can’t stand myself now. I hate picking out clothes. I hate how, no matter how much I try, I can’t hide my stomach, and I know I’m wearing out another pair of jeans in my thighs because they’re constantly rubbing together.

I’m tired of complaining now. One way or another, I’m going to fix this. This is part of the operation, a journal of my journey, so one day, I might be able to look back and know that I won.

{Song Lyrics from ‘Through the Glass’ by Stone Sour}


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