Am I pretty?
Or was that only for a season?
All my friends committed treason
I think there’s something that you’re keeping
From me

I thought that I was good
I thought I was a treasure
Maybe I’m not
Maybe you are better

The whole world is conspiring against me
It’s tiring to always swim upstream
I know it’s not quite as it may seem
But I can’t split delusion from reality

The streetlight turned green at dusk
You colored me as someone I could trust
The seasons change but that’s not the same for men
Did you even care? Or did you just miss him?

I thought that I was good
I thought I was a treasure
Maybe I’m not
Maybe you are better

Than me or without me
I always feared inferiority
The queer eye
The twilight
You only wanted half of me

There’s not a line that could put this shit to rest
Maybe you are and always have been better

I thought that I was good
I thought I was a treasure
Maybe I’m not
Maybe you are better

Am I pretty?
Or was that only for a season?