Cryptid

Do you ever wonder why
I only show up in blurry photographs
Why I feel I have to hide
When others' perceptions give me panic attacks

So when I am out, I'm out behind trees
I'll hide in the forest where I can be free
Maybe to you it sounds a little strange
But maybe I can't be

A supermodel skinny, kinda pretty girl
Maybe I wanna be
A cryptid, maybe I don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says: Be who you are

What if I wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is Bigfoot's
Do you think that I'd still hate my body
If I grew wings and disappeared into the sky?

I don't think anybody's words would matter
When I could swoop down and kill them from 30 feet high
So when I feel sad I'll screech in the night
Confuse all my neighbors and give them a fright
Then wonder why they think I'm a little strange

Maybe I can't be
A supermodel skinny, kinda pretty girl
Maybe I wanna be
A cryptid, maybe I don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says: Be who you are

What if I wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is mothman's
Lately, I've been putting the cry in cryptid
Wishing I could melt into swamps
Beady red eyes can't see beauty standards
And stealing someone's skin would hide all my flaws

Maybe I can't be
A supermodel skinny, kinda pretty girl
Maybe I wanna be
A cryptid, maybe I don't wanna exist in this world
When everyone's comments turn into scars
When everyone lies and says: Be who you are

What if I wanna be a cryptid
Maybe my ideal body is mothman's