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In my unmade bed with this screen I never left Is this all I could want? Is this all 21 is? All my texts unread and a cup of comparison 'Cause I need the caffeine, and it's funny that she never did 'Cause my 6 years old self didn't cry About the size of my waist or my nose or my thighs And she never ran out of time In her eyes I wish that I could call her right now and get advice on this hell She would've pulled me out by now And if I really had to choose, me or her, I'd lose 'Cause she believed in me more than I do All the nights I should've slept But couldn't keep my hands to myself They were too busy scrolling 'til five in the morning 'Til I have nothing left And I don't really care what the mirror shows me When my eyes are saying they don't even know me 'Cause now I'm jealous of the younger me And she don't have to pay for therapy I wish that I could call her right now and get advice on this hell She would've pulled me out by now And if I really had to choose, me or her, I'd lose 'Cause she believed in me more than I do 'Cause my 9 years old self didn't cry About eating or breathing or songs she can't write And she never hated the brown in her eyes And she never waited to run out of time Yeah, my 6 years old self didn't cry About the size of my waist or my nose or my thighs And she never ran out of time In her eyes I wish that I could call her right now and get advice on this hell She would've pulled me out by now And if I really had to choose, me or her, I'd lose 'Cause she believed in me more than I do If I called her out, would she pick up now?