Everything seems larger than usual today,
And the blinds aren't there
To block out the bright lights.
I feel unusually confident
In my ill state,
Even though there's no one here to see how natural I look.
I feel nice on my own,
Comfortable knowing that one day I will be in love,
And that time isn't now.
So raise your glass,
And make a toast,
To the beautiful me that I hide from the world.