Wearing my heart on my sleeve

Abandoning images of who i thought i would be

Cautiously wading the waters of insecurity

I’d do anything you’d ask of me

 

Need to sneak a peak

Into the mirror of Erised to find out where my desires be

Cause lately my mind’s been cluttered by self deprecating imagery.

With me playing the villain lead

Being a disappointment to anyone who believed in me

 

You see

I’ve been downing myself since Ernest played the Lion King

Trying to learn to appreciate the finer things

The reminders that what’s behind me

Isn’t at all what’s defining me.

 

Hard of Hearing

But tired of hearing ya.

Salieri.