Youve gained some weight so skip a meal

Forced to act perfect in every way

You play your part from day to day

Your dreams of letting truth shine through

Dreams of simply being, simple you

Are hidden by that image you hold

The image of perfection of which you are told

Its 6:00 am time for another day

Time for you to play the part you play

Yet this image just cannot be true

This image of fake ... Just like you