No Ones More Damaged Than Me

It’s becoming harder to recall A day and time when I awoke without prompt Carefully clothed, standing tall While studying my reflection, Not flinching at all Manicured and groomed Humming a tune Leaving a trail of good vibes, as I danced down the hall It’s difficult, you see For someone like me To feel adequate, important or wise Most of my days, I’ve been ashamed Hiding my average eyes I hang my head low Every place that I go For the fear that someone may see What I don’t want to show I don’t need them to know No one’s more damaged than me