Growing Pains

C Em Am G C D When I was little I felt the weight of something bigger Em Couldn't put my finger on it without feeling like it’s on the trigger Am Of a weapon I don't understand or even know the name of Em Gm But I was staring down the barrel of myself like a face-off C The mirror's looking at me funny D Flutter feeling in my tummy Am Gm How the hell do I become me? C When I grew taller I felt the weight grow with me Em Like I was living in the suburbs but my home was in the city Am It’s a pity, cause I know that I'm pretty E But in a way that never fit me like the dresses in my N.C. Broken closet, It wasn't C Easy was it D Dwelling in a prison called my epidermis Em Growing pains, but with a different kind of hurting Am And the worst thing, is that when I see myself I'm looking twice G I know that I'm in there, but part of me's a poltergeist C From a different life Em That was never mine Am G I find segments of myself a couple beats out of time C The mirror's looking at me funny D Flutter feeling in my tummy Am G How the hell do I become me? C The mirror's looking at me funny D Flutter feeling in my tummy Am G How the hell do I become me? C Em Am G C Then out the other side of the danger years wiping off my tears G With a nametag made of jetlag and my biggest fears G C Whiplash, and dreaming of a mustache Am C G I’m sitting on the bus back and I see it just like that C Em The rest of my days that were fading fast they start to flicker Am G A bright red light, I press play and I shake off the bitter C Em The kid in the mirror started smiling like I’ve never seen Am G And with the help of a prescription, and a self-love remedy C He starts to look like me Em Peel off the layers of pain and the heavy's subsiding Am G And the inside’s less violent C And the outside tells the truth, Em And the world can see it brighter Am When I was little I felt the weight of something bigger G But I've never felt lighter C Em And I'm a fighter, I will not give in Am G And I'm just lucky to be out here existing C Em In a flesh house of bones that I call home Am G No more growing pains cause I'm all grown C This is a poem for all the boys who cry in the mirror C Before they get in the shower,Or forget that being themselves is a superpower C One day things will look brighter Em Your mind shines with truth and kindness and you make your mum proud E C You already teach others to love loud G One day the love you have for the inside of you G Will be matched when your gaze meets itself in the reflective glass hung on the wall A C And you'll catch your face in your hands and it'll feel like yours Em One day your body will be your home and you'll be everything you wanna be G C And the boy in the mirror won't cry anymore