Stumble.

Step forward
Once, twice, fall,
Pick myself up, keep on
Every fall leaves a bruise
Every heartbreak leaves a mark
Every lie leaves a scar
Every rejection makes me sick
To my stomach,
What is it now, what's the problem?
I won't ask questions
About myself, what's wrong with me
No answers, no truth, no honesty
What is it you don't see
What is it wrong with me
Wrong enough,
Bad enough that you can't love me for me
Not the image but the mind
What's hidden behind
What I see in the mirror,
All the bruises
All the marks
All the scars,
Make me wonder,
Is this search worth the wait?
Is this process worth the ache?
Is looking for love worth the pain?
Or should I just give it up?
Step forward,
Once, twice, stumble...