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I’m scrolling through the screen, seeing all these perfect and worth it pictures of these teens making me question every ounce of me  Every picture looks perfect, but it’s so hard to image this perfect world  Trying to fit into crowds that were never made for me But the comments hit harder when they say you’re never gonna be enough  Pre‑Chorus And I start to wonder will I ever be enough When the world keeps telling me to change so much I never thought life could be so tough  Chorus But this is God’s body, this ain't for fame  I won’t let a stranger tell me I should feel ashamed I’m learning to love what the mirror shows me Even when the world online won’t let me be free Verse 2 Filters hide the truth behind every glow But the real me is someone they don’t even know I have carried the pain of their words for too long Now I am turning the hurt into something strong We can't let this hurt go on  Stand up tell em they wrong  Bridge I am more than the numbers, the likes, and the views I am more than the labels they try to use If loving myself is breaking the rules Then let me take the noose  Cuz this ain’t no fake news  What these fake people gonna do  What they say ain’t true  They jus tryin to prove the nonsense they selling to you  Lies they dealing to fools  Final Chorus Cause this is God’s body, this is ain’t for fame  No comment on a screen can take my flame I am learning to rise when they try to pull me down I am taking back my voice, I am taking back the ground