Faith

This anger is an illness

I think that I could die from it

But when I lock eyes with the mirror

I can't help but just lie to it

Every day

Breaks my faith

In the littlest ways

I've only myself to blame

I've only myself to blame

This bitterness is justified

But can we really build a life from it?

I am begging her for innocence

Or at the very least a taste of it

Every day

Breaks my faith

In the littlest ways

I've only myself to blame

I've only myself to blame

This figure might feel hideous

I will carry on in spite of it

All dressed up in happiness

Until maybe one day I believe it