SKIN

[Verse 1] Scrollin’ through a thousand myths Five-foot tall with million-dollar jaws Golden ratio, no real-life flaws Lips like war and peace — too glossed, too cold Taught to smile with tightened seams To starve for someone else’s dream The mirror mocks my quiet screams Wrapped up in someone else’s gleam [Pre-Chorus] If I don’t shine, do I still exist? If I don’t cut, am I dismissed? You sell me pride with walk of shame In surgeon’s hands, I chase the vain [Chorus] But this is just skin — don’t confuse it with soul You touched the wax but never the mold Perfection’s a prison they sold To every lost boy, girl, and child in gold We bleed the same under the chrome Tell me who we are when we’re alone If beauty’s god, then truth’s a sin But I was never born to fit — in their skin [Verse 2] They made a checklist out of flesh A barcode beauty — brutal and fresh But nothing real can stay compressed We’re breaking hearts, self-respect just to impress They told me flaws are meant to fade But mine are art that can’t be made I’m not the frame that they parade I’m not the game that culture played [Pre-Chorus] I tried to pray with pretty words But all I felt was deeper hurt They said, “Be soft, be strong, be skinny and stay pretty” But never asked me how I’ve been lately [Chorus] ‘Cause this is just skin — not the truth I defend You want a fake god, not a real friend But I won’t wear their mask again For beauty built to condescend We break the same under the bone Tell me, can you love what’s unknown? If beauty’s god, then let me sin I wasn’t made to fit — in society’s skin [Bridge – spoken or ethereal melody] If we had no skin, no body, no face — Just soul, just spirit, just empty space… Would you still see me? Would you know I’m here? Where is the worth — when there’s nothing to wear? No lashes, no lips, no perfect disguise No shape, no color, no tribal divide Just the echo of truth in unfiltered eyes [Bridge Outro / Tag] I’m more than just my skin I’m more than just my body If you stripped away the surface Would you still want me? [Final Chorus – soft to powerful build] This is just skin — not my story, not my song You see me framed, but see me wrong Perfection’s a lie that doesn’t belong To anyone who’s ever felt too strong We bleed the same under the chrome Tell me who we are when we’re alone If beauty’s god, then truth’s a sin But I was never born to fit — in their skin [Outro – whispered / a cappella] We’re more than just our skin… We’re more than just… our body…