You’re No Daisy

I’m sick of biting my tongue

And they think this is mean

But I’ve been holding back

This is my version of clean

If they want something more

Then I want some respect

You get what you give

The last time I checked

Let’s get out our mirrors

And look real good

If you can’t find the flaw

Then you misunderstood

Look past the reflection

Beyond all your features

We all should be seeing

Some imperfect creatures

So, Before you throw stones

And make Me the bad guy

Pull your mirror out again

And look yourself in the eye

See, I’m no bed of roses

But you’re also no daisy

And I’ll be the first

To admit that I’m crazy